"My cooking... Made a fatal mistake?"

Hearing Blowing Snow's words, the classmate's expression was obviously stunned.

But soon, he asked anxiously:

"Senpai Senpai, this... What the hell is going on?"

"I've been working the food. "

"I know you've been working your cooking, but have you thought about what kind of food is suitable for today's assessment?"

Speaking of which, the sound of blowing snow is significantly higher,

"First of all, before making a dish, you should think about how you will perceive the diner in front of you. "

"The person who tastes your food is my daughter. "

"They're still young, do you think it's right for them to make this spicy and stimulating food?"

"Children generally like to eat cute and sweet food, I think this is the most basic common sense..."

"Before the assessment began, I forgot to tell you something. "

"Don't assume that just because my kids are young doesn't appreciate them enough. "

"My children have an unusual sense of taste, and they grow up eating my own food. "

"If it's just a normal dish, do you think you can satisfy them?"

"There is still about 1 hour before the end of the assessment, and you still have plenty of time to start over, so I hope everyone can think carefully about what kind of dishes can satisfy the tasters..."

At the beginning, all the freshmen felt that the assessment was too easy.

But now, after hearing the words of Blowing Snow, they really realized how difficult this assessment was.

A sensitive tongue that surpasses the limit, coupled with the repeated refinement of the dishes of the former Ten Masters,

They couldn't imagine how high Erina and Alice's bar line for deliciousness was.

..........

Within two minutes, half of the more than 40 freshmen in the audience had begun to change their own dishes.

And at this moment, Hinata came over timidly with the food she had made.

"Thousand. Senpai Senpai... This is.. This is my dish. "

"Can I ask the two daughters to have a taste?"

Blowing Snow's gaze lingers slightly on Hinatako's cooking.

This is...

Verona artisanal cakes?

It's kind of interesting!

Fukiyuki patted Alice and Erina's little heads and smiled:

"Baby, how about you take a look at this sister's cooking?"

"Yes, Father!"

Hearing Blowing Snow's words, Erina sniffed the food in front of her again.

"Father, this dish looks very good, I'm going to try it."

"Well, since you're interested, let's try it, come, I'll cut it for you!"

The Verona handmade cake made by Hinata looks beautiful,

On the surface of the handmade cake with the aroma of roasting, a small yellow duck has been made with thick cheese.

It seems that Hinata has already considered the preferences of children before starting.

Fukiyuki thought as he cut the dish in front of him into several pieces.

He gave Alice a piece, and then he gave Erina a piece.

The two little girls started quickly.

..........

Gently taking a bite of the baked crispy handmade cake, Erina closed her beautiful eyes and savored it.

"Father, this food tastes okay, but it's a lot worse than Dad's cooking..."

"Is that so? Can Erina taste how this dish is made?"

Hearing Blowing Snow's words, Erina tried to think about it, but soon, she shook her head in some frustration and said:

"I don't know... Daddy didn't teach me that..."

"Haha, I know, after I go back, I'll officially start teaching you how to taste a dish!"

Blowing Yuki stroked Alice and Erina's little heads, and he moved his gaze to Hinatako.

"Since my daughter said that your food tastes okay, then you will pass this test. "

"I'll do the job of reviewing. "

"Your name is Hinata Son, right?"

"This Verona handmade cake is quite creative. "

"I remember that this exam room seems to have prepared a bottle of red gin, and you used it to wake up, right..."

"When it comes to Italian cuisine, I have to mention that many dishes in this country like to use rich red wine to carve and match the taste, as a classic red wine with the black chicken logo, it can indeed completely bring out the aroma of the finely ground noodles. "

"The alcohol contained in the red wine plays a warming role during the fermentation process, giving the resulting dough a fluffy texture. "

"Add to that the fact that you have the Italian tomato sauce in the pasta, and the whole dish is really good. "

"The little yellow duck made with fragrant cheese is very lovely!"

"My daughter seems to like it, so please keep up the good work and try to present a better dish for your guests..."

Hearing Blowing Snow's comments, Dry Hinata Zi's expression was obviously sluggish.

She couldn't figure out why the handsome senior in front of her didn't even eat a bite, and actually completely understood the mystery of her own cooking?

This.. This is the existence of the Ten Masters level?

...........

To be honest, if this dish made by Hinata Zi is scored by blowing snow, it is at most a passing standard,

Although she has a full range of ideas, it is clear that her cooking skills cannot keep up with her imagination.

The dish in front of her didn't perfectly reflect the flavor she wanted to make.

Blowing Xue hesitated slightly, but he still decided to give the existence in front of him who was regarded as a goddess by himself in his previous life a little reminder.

"Classmate Qian, wait a minute!"

"The next time you're cooking this dish, you can think about the use of oil. "

"The use of oil?"

Dry Hinata was slightly stunned,

"Senya-senpai, is the defect in my cooking in the use of oil?"

"You need to think about this for yourself, I'm just giving you a small reminder..."

"I see, thank you Senya for your advice!"

With a thick sense of confusion, Hinata left the examination room, but the work of blowing snow continued.

(Just came back from the hospital.,I didn't sleep all night.,First sent today's update.,And then make up for sleep.,Get up in the afternoon and continue to code tomorrow's words.,I'm going to the hospital in the evening.,I'm really speechless this day..... )

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