"This meat is so old that I want to break my teeth?"

"This green vegetable has Laopi. What do you think? This kind of thing should be used to feed pigs. Do you think this princess is a pig and doesn't deserve to be eaten?"

"And this, what meat? The chicken or duck meat, and there are still hairs on it!"

“…”

Yan Qianning used an extremely plain tone to perform the most harsh and picky, with a expressionless face and anger and look, which made people feel even more terrifying.

Manager Yan and several chefs on the side were sweating profusely, bowing to listen to the instructions.

Countless students outside the door watched and started to cheer from time to time.

It seems that whether in the past or present life, the contradiction between students and the canteen will always be one of the irreconcilable contradictions that the school cannot reconcile.

"I won't eat this kind of thing!"

Yan Qianning said coldly: "Everyone knows, I should have gone to Kyoto College, but I came to Qinglan College for many reasons. I thought Qinglan College would deal with it more attentively, but I didn't expect that even having a meal would be so careless."

"I think I need to discuss with my father whether his choice is wrong."

"You guys go down and do it again. If you can't do it well, I won't eat today."

After a while of reprimanding, General Manager Yan brought several chefs to the kitchen in sweat. She racked her brains and cooked a few more dishes to serve, but was still beaten back by Yan Qianning ruthlessly.

In the hall.

While pretending to cover his face and unable to bear to look at it, Yan Qianning wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with the corner of her clothes, her eyes full of resentment: "Damn the little sword, I haven't come out yet, I'm almost using up all the mean and picky words!"

"Uncle Ling Feng's note should have been sent. Xiao Jian won't be able to understand what I mean. It shouldn't be, he is such a smart and clever person, he must understand what I mean..."

"Ah, I'm so hungry, I can't stop my saliva. Xiao Jian, you bastard, I'm almost losing my face."

The atmosphere in the kitchen was almost exploded.

"Dish, dish, dish!"

Manager Yan scolded loudly: "On weekdays, I ask you to think about food more, and each one is just lazy. With such a talent for cultivation, why do you do things that are not suitable for you? Cooking well, maybe you can get a good opportunity today."

"Idiot, idiot!"

Everyone dared not refute, nor even dared to be arrogant. Although some people wanted to laugh at this moment, because Manager Yan undoubtedly cursed himself, he could only bear it.

After scolding for a while, no one responded, Chen Xuejian squeezed over from behind: "Master Yan, why not let me give it a try?"

"you?"

Mr. Yan raised his eyebrows, as if he was surprised.

A chef immediately sneered: "What do you know if you are a dishwasher? Can you tell me the difference between the five flavors? Are you chopped good dishes?"

"You are just a non-staff disciple, so why are you so big-headed? I've heard that you are a good person, and it's too irrelevant to the occasion."

“…”

Facing Manager Yan, they didn't dare to put a word, but when facing a dishwashing person, the resentment in their hearts could be vented endlessly.

Thanks to Zheng Wei, there are so many negative rumors about Chen Xuejian at Qinglan Academy.

Chen Xuejian didn't say much, but walked to the chopping board, took a radish, and then picked up the kitchen knife. He raised his hand and fell. In an instant, a pile of thin shredded radish had been cut.

It was a casual way, but after trying it, Chen Xuejian discovered an unexpected surprise. It was because he learned the sword-controlling technique, and his mastery of kitchen knife was improved to a higher level.

Cutting shredded radish is the basic skill of training chefs to cut knife skills. He has cut it very thinly on weekdays, but today it is more than twice as thin as usual, and it is really getting worse than hair.

This move surprised many people, but some people still dissatisfied and sneered: "As long as you have good swordsmanship, you won't be bad at cutting vegetables, but it's hard to say how good your cooking skills are."

Chen Xuejian smiled: "I am a non-staff disciple, the second level of Qi Refining Period, an alchemist, do you think my sword skills will be very good?"

The man was silent and could not refute.

Chen Xuejian told General Yan again: "General Manager, I am talented and worth three points, so I can't enter Qinglan Academy, but because I have some cooking skills, I was arranged here."

"Unlike all the senior orthodox chefs, I am a mountainous person who cooks some different dishes. Today I think it's not that everyone has poor cooking skills, but because the princess eats too much of these dishes on weekdays, so she doesn't like them."

"It's better to let me try it out and make something that people in the mountains eat, and maybe I can win by surprise."

What would happen? He could think with his toes that even if he cooked a coke fish, Yan Qianning would probably say that the taste was very positive, completely different from the fish. The coke was full of layers.

By then, my status will be improved, but it may not be liked by Manager Yan. It is better to give them a step first.

After hearing this, General Manager Yan thought for a while and finally nodded: "Okay, you try it first, I'll watch."

If the things are not made properly, make other plans.

"Thank you, Manager Yan!"

Chen Xuejian immediately moved a large piece of stuff out of the kitchen room, covering it with a pile of rags, and after lifting it up, he found that it was a big pot.

I opened the lid of the pot and found that there were a pot of meat, pig's trotters, beef tongues, etc. inside. If the soup is frozen, it is quite elastic.

"Although I didn't finish eating yesterday, it's just delicious today. Just serve the things here, I promise that Your Highness will use your chopsticks!"

Chen Xuejian praised the pot and then brought the pot to the stove.

Yan Qianning likes to eat braised food very much, so he made a big pot and waited for her to come. Today it happened to come in handy.

However, some people are still angry: "It is disrespectful to give your princess to eat what you have left. Manager Yan, once this is pursued, it will be a big disaster."

Manager Yan really frowned when he said this, as if he was considering the seriousness of the matter.

"I'm a mean..."

Chen Xuejian cursed inwardly and said, "It's done, today's affairs will be over. If not, I will just push you to me. Your princess is the proud daughter of heaven, so I won't make things too difficult for me, a non-staff disciple."

While speaking, the things in the pot were already hot, and a scent came out and instantly drifted away.

Braised food is easy to attract people's appetite, and these people did not even eat to serve Yan Qianning.

I was hungry and smelled the tempting fragrance again, and the sound of my stomach roaring.

Even Manager Yan couldn't help but lick his tongue and swallowed, as if he had suddenly strengthened his confidence. He made a quick decision: "Just serve this dish."

"I am responsible for whether it is a blessing or a disaster!" Chen Xuejian was righteous and righteous: "I'll serve her food, don't come here first, so as not to be implicated!"

When the pot was picked up, sliced, and placed it, he walked towards the hall alone.
Chapter completed!