"The eleventh trainer, Shinben Natsuki!"

At the gate of the main hall, the ice-faced witch cast a indifferent look.

"It's my turn! It's my turn!"

Shan Ben Xia Shu was as if he had been pardoned, and immediately got up and ran into the main hall.

snort.

Asami Kanejo took back her phone and knelt on her mat, sweeping her eyes over Xia Yu, who was calm from beginning to end, and praised her heart.

"Xia Yujun, you don't have to be discouraged if you rank low this time." Asami Kamijo restrained her anger and looked at him with kindness.

"As for me, I have participated in at least ten training classes in recent years. I have accumulated enough, and this time I have enough confidence. And you are still very young. If you can pass the assessment before you are twenty years old, you are already a rare young super chef."

She emphasized the word "young".

"This training class is the youngest for you and Shinben Xiashu. For others, such as me, who are not up at the age of thirty."

Asami Kanejo didn't care about exposing a small matter like her age, a very cheerful and atmospheric woman.

"Thanks."

Xia Yu could hear that this was his sincere words.

"However, I don't want to wait until I'm twenty years old, I want to 'pass' this time!" He suddenly changed his mind.

Blink.

Asmi Kamijo was shocked and shook her head and said, "You will know when you go in later. Chiyo Grandma, who is a taster who pursues perfection. As long as there are flaws in your dishes, she can eat them and point them out one by one."

"There have been rumors in the neon food world that Chiyo's mother-in-law actually has a 'god tongue', but some people say it is a talent for 'super smell', 'super touch' or 'super hearing'. Who knows the real situation?"

Asami Kanejo spread her hands out.

"It is said that, it is said that the chefs above the top 'Rin' often come to the shrine to ask for advice from Grandma Chiyo." Asami Kanejo threw out a big news.

Chef Lin is very respectful to the owner of the shrine?

Xia Yu immediately began to imagine.

The courtyard was talking.

Shinmoto Natsuki and Xia Yu are the youngest trainees, so they have received widespread attention.

"That person is so young!" Yukihei Tsuma pointed at Shinmoto's back, "Although he is an adult, he is definitely younger than Chefs Four Guardians, Chef Qian and others!"

Erina Nakiri was also deeply shocked.

Such a young trainee?

However, when her eyes swept towards Xia Yu, who was sitting still, she was immediately amazed and crying.

Hey hey hey hey, there is also a high school student here!

"Shanmoto Natsuki, 22 years old, comes from Shilin Temple!" This time, Ryoko Lina took the initiative to explain, "He is the junior brother brought up by Lecturer Aoki, and he is highly valued by the senior executives of Shilin Temple!"

"It turns out to be a disciple of Shilin Temple!" Erina suddenly realized.

Unlike the world where the moon is full of peaches and plums, Shilin Temple does not openly recruit disciples to the public, and no one knows their standards for recruiting disciples to this day.

In short, there are very few students in each generation of Shilin Temple. The previous generation was the Aoki Secta generation, with only three people, and this generation was said to have five people, and the other four people had not yet appeared, which was very mysterious.

Even the trainees were whispering and talking about Shin Ben Natsuki.

"Will my mother-in-law give him a high score for his cooking?"

Korean chef Park Se-heng had a bitter face, as if he had suffered a loss of "dark cuisine" in the shirt.

“The cooking skills are qualified.”

"Can my mother-in-law accept it?"

Takei Shinji said in a deep voice.

"Are there any trainees who have been given low scores for previous training classes because of 'innovation'?" Hasai Ichiro opened his eyes and said slowly.

Innovation?

Xia Yu was funny when he was listening. What kind of innovation is obviously weird!

A strange person, with a strange cooking style, is a pity for such a talent to not get out of the dark cuisine world.

...

In the dark palace.

An old woman in a witch suit was sitting under the tablets of the predecessors of Chiyo Shrine. There were two lanterns hanging inside, without modern lamps and dim light.

"Mother-in-law!"

Shinben Natsuki respectfully placed the ingredient box on the small table in front of the old woman and opened the lid.

In an instant, a unique food smell permeated.

The old woman's almost bald eyebrows moved slightly, "The main ingredients are fish and eggs?"

Her turbid eyes showed a hint of clarity, and she stared at the "Norwegian Herring Oil Crispy Cake" that was not good in the food box. After a few seconds, she looked up at the Shinben Suzuki.

“It’s very interesting…”

Chiyo's mother-in-law's voice was distant, as if it was coming from the horizon.

Shin Ben Natsuki looked happy and moved quickly. He used a sharp knife to cut the pizza-like dough into small pieces, and then clipped a piece of shortbread into a prepared white dish.

The witch with an ice-faced face took the small plate and gently delivered it to the old woman.

Under the gaze of Shimoto Natsuki, Chiyo's grandma held a shiny fork firmly, stabbed the dough cake, and took a bite slowly.

"Um?!"

A little red light immediately appeared on his wrinkled face.

The old woman continued to eat, and her appetite was very good. She chewed it slowly, but the dough on the fork was reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Shinben Natsuki felt strange.

In the past few days, he continued to improve the "Norwegian Herring Crispy Bread". When kneading the noodles, he mixed them with special spicy spices and eggs. It is logical that the taste is very explosive, but the old woman's reaction to his cooking was just a slight radiance on her face.

"It shouldn't be!"

Shinmoto Natsuki murmured in her heart, "Why did the tasters react so dull in the 'exploding' cuisine?"

The hall is silent.

After a while, the old woman said slowly: "Your cuisine is very excellent. At least at your age, it is really rare. I will give you a 75-point evaluation!"

“Ah, 75?”

Shinmoto Natsuki looked disappointed.

Too low.

The score that ranks third now is 80 points, and his 75 points is definitely at the upper level among the twelve trainees, and it is not yet at the bottom.

But Shin Ben Natsuki came to pursue "qualification". He was very dissatisfied!

"Mother-in-law..." Shinmoto Natsuki's lips stammered, "Can you tell me why?"

As soon as he spoke, he felt that the old woman's eyes that seemed to be able to see people's hearts fell on him.

"fish!"

The old woman said quietly: "Herring is the best combination of your dish, but you are far from treating herring. The taste of herring has not been integrated into the dish. So when you try it, you have to tear off a piece of fish and eat it together to have that 'explosive' taste!"

The whole person was shocked.

He pointed out the difficult things he felt for several days.

Shinben Natsuki said in a muffled voice: "But, what else can herring be dealt with?"

"Smoked herring is just suitable, not the best or perfect!" At this moment, Shinmoto Natsuki felt a strange smile in the old man's eyes, "What do you think of canned herring?"

"Don't-"

When Shinmoto Natsuki heard the name of the terrifying biochemical food, she turned green and waved her hand and said, "I tried it too, but I smelled that smell... I really can't concentrate on cooking!"

"Go and try it."

"There is nothing else to say. I look forward to you presenting me a real 'explosion' dish next time!"

After saying that, Chiyo's mother-in-law closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep, and her breathing was weak.

Shin Ben Natsuki had no choice but to leave with the ice-faced witch.

"It's out!"

The moment he stepped out of the threshold of the main hall, the discussion came into his ears. Shin Ben Natsuki put his hands in his trouser pockets, and he was careless, and returned to his own mat and sat down.

"Tsk, I've become cannon fodder, too."

Shan Ben Xia Shu glanced at Xia Yu with a slanted look and said with a look at cannon fodder: "It's up to you! Come on!"

While getting up, Xia Yu looked at the notice board. When he saw the witch hanging the sign of the shirt, he read the score "75" in his heart and nodded silently.
Chapter completed!