Albert's eyes were filled with blue veins.

"Boy, our test question is to make a French lamb chop with Dominihouse sheep. Are you sure you are making 'French' lamb chops?"

The red-haired hedgehog-headed boy touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

"Oh! This is indeed the French lamb chop on the test questions, with the full name of "Questoric French Dominihaus lamb chop".

Bang!

Albert slapped hard on the dining table.

"Don't think you can get away with it by changing your name! This is clearly a Japanese tempura!"

"Don't say that, Lord Examiner."

The red-haired boy was still laughing awkwardly the first second, but his expression was filled with incomparable confidence the next second.

"I'm very serious. This is indeed French grilled lamb chops, but it's a little different from the ordinary ones.

Why not try it first, dear examiners?"

"you!"

Albert also wanted to have an attack, and the other two examiners quickly grabbed him.

The man wearing knight armor persuaded him.

"Albert, what he said makes sense, let's try it first."

After the two of them persuaded him, Albert sat down again.

He snorted coldly.

"Hmph! Both of them are like this! It seems that there are still many problem students this year!"

The three of them began to taste the red-haired hedgehog-headed boy's lamb chops.

Cut the crispy crust of tempura with a knife and fork, and immediately reveal the roasted lamb chops inside.

"Is this!?"

"So that's it! After baking, apply tempura powder and fry it in the pot, so that the lamb chops have both French and gentle flavors!

What a bold idea!”

The examiner in armor laughed, obviously very satisfied with the courage and innovative consciousness of the red-haired boy.

"When tasting, you can dip it in a little special salt and pepper next to it."

The red-haired boy pointed to the small pinch of black and transparent particles next to the plate.

"Then I'm not polite!"

Albert frowned slightly.

"French cuisine emphasizes orthodox, elegant, and exquisiteness. This practice is just an evil way after all!"

As he said, Albert cut a small piece of lamb chop a year, dipped it in some special salt and pepper as the red-haired boy said, and then put the lamb chop into his mouth.

tasty!

The crispy crust is wrapped with extremely delicate roasted lamb, and the slightly numb texture and saltiness brought by salty salt combine with the spices used for marinated lamb, turning into a delicious spice storm.

The spice storm seemed to blow away the three of them's clothes and throw them naked on the streets of France. Japanese decorations can be seen everywhere on this bustling street, just like they are in the streets of France.

Albert put down his knife and fork and pointed at the red-haired boy in front of him.

“As an examiner, I agree with your cooking.

But as a chef, I will never admit that this savage and vulgar cuisine is a French cuisine known for its 'elegance, noble, exquisite, and beautiful'!"

bite!

“45!45!46!”

“Total score: 136!”

"Boy, what's your name?"

Albert asked suddenly.

The red-haired boy stretched out his fingers and clenched his cheeks.

"Yuihei Chuangma."

Albert nodded.

"Although I don't agree with your chef's way, I hope you can take a path that belongs to you."

"3Q! Old man!"

Yukihei Tsuma touched the bridge of his nose, then pulled off the strip of cloth from his head and said loudly.

“Not good hospitality!”

In an instant, Yukihei Chuang's name immediately appeared in the third place.

"Ah! I only got the third place!

As expected, my dad was right, everyone here is so strong!”

"Yoxi! I'm going to work hard too!"

This young man named Kohei is a Japanese man.

As candidates walked up to the reviewing station one by one, they handed over their works to the judges for scores, time passed by minute by minute, and in a blink of an eye, the examination time limit was coming.

There were more than 50 candidates in total, and less than half of them passed the results.

The difficulty of the trainees who are transferred to the class of Joan of Arc's Cooking Academy is indeed extraordinary.

You should know that all of these transfer students are super-level chefs, and none of them are older than 20 years old. They can be said to be the elite among their peers.

Even so, it was still wiped out nearly half!

clang!

The huge bell rang, indicating that the examination deadline was officially over.

Qian Chen also completed his work at this last moment.

So three pieces of roasted charred mud were placed in front of the examiner.

"So you want us to eat dirt?"

Albert said expressionlessly.

He felt that after experiencing the previous series of blows, nothing could shake his heart.

Looking at the examiner's eyes, Qian Chen knew that if he was not satisfied, the consequences would be serious.

However, Qian Chen is confident!

"How could it be? Please wait."

Qian Chen smiled and took out a small hammer, aimed it directly above the mud and knocked it hard.

The source of his confidence was the plate of grilled lamb chops he brought!

Scream!

A stream of white heat gushed out from the crack, and a strong smell came out with the steam.

The people in the entire examination room were not prepared and were immediately dizzy.

At this moment, they had only one thought in their minds:

So sexy ~~!!!

However, what is even more strange is that it is still the unique fishy smell of mutton, but it seems that the extreme will turn the other way. When they get used to this unique fishy smell, they not only do not make them feel nauseous and want to vomit, but instead they are as if they are poisoned, staring at the three "flowering" lamb chops on the reviewing table.

So sexy~~! But I want to eat!!!

This time it was true, but when they smelled the smell, they let their saliva flow and kept swallowing.

The three examiners closest to lamb chops were most affected.

"This, this is!"

"This tastes too heavy! It's too violent!"

"I, I can't help it!"

The examiner dressed in a sailor couldn't help it first, so he stretched out his hand, picked up the lamb chop and stuffed it into his mouth.

Knife and fork? Demeanor? Cultivation? Elegance?

QTMD!

This kind of mutton is not a big stutter, it is a waste of resources!

He put the lamb chops into his mouth and tore them hard. The juice splashed, and his mouth chewed up and down hard.

"roar!"

As he ate, he suddenly let out a roar, his face turned red, and his muscles swelled all over, directly tore the unsolid sailor clothes.

The bronze muscles are directly exposed to the air, and emit an extremely solid color under the light. This is the strong body that the sea man has cultivated by wind and rain on the sea.

This scene immediately caused quite a riot at the scene.

The innocent girls shyly covered their eyes with their palms.
Chapter completed!