"Wow, so sour."

Le Kangbo, who had been mentally prepared, didn't expect to be so sore. He couldn't control his facial expressions and body movements for a moment.

After swallowing with difficulty, he showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "Which classmate did this?"

A tall and thin classmate next to him raised an arm and said, "Teacher, I did this. My name is Dou Hongfei."

His voice was cheerful and he was obviously very happy.

Lecombe: “It’s done very well.”

Dou Hongfei: "Thank you teacher for the compliment. I knew I did a very good job."

Le Kangbo was dumbfounded. People need to be self-aware. Even if he couldn't understand what he meant, he should be able to see what he was doing, right?

It's so dark and mushy, how can it be delicious?

Lecomber: "You can use a little less vinegar next time."

The classmate blinked and said, "Teacher, I'm not jealous."

Le Kangbo: "Oh? Then tell me, where did you get this sourness?"

"Hey, the lemon I put in it can enhance the flavor and freshness, and can also remove odor. I put three lemons in it. Isn't it very fresh?"

Le Kangbo was silent for a long time, and finally said only five words, "You can try it."

"Classmates, let's try it together."

Seeing the appearance of the dish, the students didn't want to try it, but it wouldn't be good if they didn't eat it, so everyone took a little bit. After eating, everyone walked around the classroom anxiously.

"Help, this is too sore. Is there any water for my teeth? Help! I want to drink water!"

After finally drinking water, some students reached out and patted Dou Hongfei on the shoulder, "You did a very good job, don't do it again next time."

Dou Hongfei blinked his eyes, "Is it so unpalatable?"

He stepped forward, took a mouthful of food and put it into his mouth. His expression remained unchanged and his reaction was not as big as the others.

Just when everyone thought there was something wrong with his sense of taste, he shook his body and said, "Oh my god, it's so sour!"

Le Kangbo didn't look at them, but he had a smile on his face. He was not the only one who was sour and satisfied.

Le Kangbo walked to the next dish. This dish was not just a little bit better than the one just now, it was as good as heaven and earth.

You can't tell what the dish is, but anyone who has tried it will know that it is fish-flavored shredded pork.

Regardless of the color, smell, or knife skills, they are all pretty good.

It's not as good as a professional chef, but it's enough for home cooking.

"Which classmate did this?"

A girl with two braids next to her raised her hand, "Teacher, I did it. My name is Zhen Keai."

Yunsu looked at her, well, she was just like her name, she was really cute.

She has a baby face and looks like a junior high school student.

The eyes are big, the skin is very white, and there is a little blush on the cheeks.

Le Kangbo: “Have you ever cooked before?”

Zhen Keai: "I usually cook when I have time at home. I also like to eat."

Le Kangbo nodded. After taking a bite of fish-flavored shredded pork, Le Kangbo nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, it tastes good."

Hearing what the teacher said, the classmate didn't need his greeting this time and took the initiative to step forward.

Although most of them are novices in cooking, after they have eaten, they can naturally tell whether the dish is delicious or not based on its appearance.

Le Kangbo continued to walk down, and the next dish was the uncooked dish Yunsu had seen before.

This is also a home-cooked dish, stir-fried beans and pork.

Looking at the dishes in front of him, Le Kangbo looked embarrassed.

If you eat these beans, he may get food poisoning, but if you don't eat them, it may damage the student's self-confidence.

Hey, it’s all junior brother’s fault. Why did he ask the purchaser to prepare beans? Really!

After struggling for a while, Le Kangbo picked up a piece of meat and after chewing it twice, he was stunned.

This meat... is not cooked!

He didn't expect, he really didn't expect that the beans were not cooked yet, and the meat was not cooked either.

After swallowing, he asked: "Is this..."

Before he finished speaking, a boy raised his hand, "I did it. My name is Bi Zhenghao."

Le Kangbo: "Next time you cook beans, you can cook them a little more. If the beans are not cooked well, you will get food poisoning."

Bi Zhenghao nodded, "Okay, teacher, I understand."

Le Kangbo: "Classmates, let's continue to taste the following dishes."

I hope the students will understand what he means and skip this dish.

There were more than 20 people in the class, and the dishes they cooked were edible and you could tell what the dishes were. There were no more than four dishes.

Le Kangbo felt relieved and a little happy because he was about to taste the boss's fried rice.

We came to the last two stoves, one of which was a cold dish made by Li Qile, and the other was fried rice made by Yun Su.

Le Kangbo looked at the rotten dish and asked, "Which classmate made this?"

Li Qile slowly raised his hand, "Teacher, I did this. My name is Li Qile."

Le Kangbo nodded, picked up the vegetables, and after tasting them, he said, "It tastes good. The vegetables can be cooked a little longer."

Li Qile: "Okay, thank you teacher."

Finally arriving in front of the fried rice made by Yun Su, Le Kangbo almost shed tears while performing a performance for the students on the spot.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch. More than thirty minutes had just passed.

It was really hard for him to eat fried rice. After such a long time, the heat on the fried rice had disappeared.

After sighing, he looked at everyone and said, "It's not easy to pick up fried rice with chopsticks. Can I get a spoon?"

Students: "Okay."

The students thought that Le Kangbo would take a normal eating spoon, but they didn't expect that he would take a big soup spoon.

In order to prevent his classmates from discovering that he was a gluttonous teacher, he only put three spoons of fried rice on his plate, which was really not much.

If he didn't want other students to have a taste, he would just take the plate away.

Anyway, he is a teacher. If he eats all the fried rice, no one else will say anything.

The students' eyes widened one by one. Why does the teacher treat fried rice differently from other dishes?

This fried rice doesn't look like anything special, and the ingredients in it are so ugly that they are not evenly cut at all.

Isn’t it just that there are more ingredients in it, it looks richer, and the combination is better? Cut, their dishes are also very rich.

Could it be...

At this time, some students had already stepped forward and put the fried rice on their plates.

Li Qile came to his senses and rushed into the crowd to grab the fried rice.

However, her movements were still a little slow and she only grabbed a few grains of rice.

Yunsu was outside the crowd, watching all this happen. His calm look was in sharp contrast to Zheng Qiang's classmates.

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Chapter completed!