Rebirth of the Revenge Queen

0The second week after the monthly test ended, the results were announced. Yi Lanyou successfully achieved her small goal and scored tenth from the bottom, while Han Jinxiang was still last. Although his ranking did not change, Han Jinxiang's grades in all subjects had greatly increased, and he had even reached the passing line in mathematics.    

    

Bai Yiming was very satisfied with this result. He praised Yi Lanyou and Han Jinxiang in class. This strengthened Han Jinxiang's belief that following his master was definitely not wrong.    

    

His attitude of bowing to the photos sooner or later became even more sincere when he returned home. This worried Han Jinxiang's parents even more.    

    

Next was the school's Thanksgiving event. November 23rd was Saturday, and the parents of the students were usually free. Some of them even came together with their parents. Grade One (B) Class had successfully applied for the right to use the photos on the first floor of the school restaurant. On Friday night, everyone paid and ordered the dishes.    

    

However, when the parents arrived one after another on Saturday morning, everyone was dumbfounded.    

    

Almost all the boys in the class did not know how to cook. There were only a few girls who knew how to cook, but they had to cook for nearly 50 parents. Only now did they think of this problem.    

    

"What should we do?" The kitchen was in chaos.    

    

"Calm down. " Yi Lanyou frowned and shouted, "Stop arguing. "    

    

The noisy kitchen instantly became quiet. Everyone looked at Yi Lanyou in unison to listen to her method.    

    

"Those who don't know how to cook now, raise your hands. " Yi Lanyou looked up at her classmates. "The kind that doesn't know how to cook at all. "    

    

Five or six scattered people raised their hands.    

    

"You guys go outside to entertain the parents and take their seats. " Yi Lanyou said.    

    

"Okay. " These few people nodded and walked out.    

    

"Those who know how to cook but are not good at it, raise your hands. " Yi Lanyou continued to say.    

    

Another seven people who were scattered raised their hands.    

    

"Go and wash all the vegetables you bought. " Yi Lanyou made the arrangements. It was really chaotic today. No one had experience in this area. They did not even finish the preparation work and were in a mess.    

    

"Okay. " These few people rolled up their sleeves and went to wash the vegetables.    

    

"Those who are good at cooking and have their own signature dishes, raise your hand. " Yi Lanyou swept a glance and there were ten people who raised their hands. "You guys prepare a signature dish menu now and choose from the ingredients that we prepared today. "    

    

"Okay. " These ten people also nodded and followed the instructions. They did it.    

    

"The remaining people are in charge of helping. They cook rice, cut vegetables, and hand things over. " Yi Lanyou said, "Is it okay?"    

    

"Yes, it is. " These classmates also nodded their heads and did as they were told.    

    

Yi Lanyou looked at everyone who was busy again and felt a little worried. She only made some simple arrangements and did not know what the situation would be like.    

    

Three minutes later, the students who were in charge of preparing the menu walked over with the things they had written. "Class Monitor Youyou, take a look at the menu we wrote. "    

    

"Yes. " Yi Lanyou took it and looked at it from the beginning to the end. There were a total of 30 dishes. All of them were family stir-fried and simple cold dishes. "Go and start cooking first. Make cold dishes first. "    

    

"Okay. " The few of them nodded and rolled up their sleeves, preparing to start cooking.    

    

"Youyou. " Wang Xiaoman walked over and said, "Last night, I temporarily asked my mother to write two or three recipes. See if you can use them. "    

    

"Aunt Chi's recipe?" Yi Lanyou blinked her eyes and was a little curious. In the end, there were a few letters in Wang Xiaoman's hands. Sweeping through the pages in front of her eyes, it seemed that it was not difficult to operate. Even the temperature and temperature were marked out. They had also bought the dishes that were needed on the menu. "Xiaoman. Go and cook according to this menu. "    

    

"Me?" Wang Xiaoman quickly waved her hand. "I can't. My mom wanted to teach me how to cook since I was young, but she failed every time. "    

    

. . . "" At this time, Yi Lanyou also remembered the black and grey fried egg that Xiaoman had cooked before. "Forget it. Then I will do it. Help me keep an eye on everyone. What problem can be solved in time? "    

    

"Got it" Wang Xiaoman nodded her head. "I am good at this. "    

    

Chi Yue used to work in the restaurant and would bring the young Wang Xiaoman there every time. What she usually did was to do homework in the corner of the kitchen while watching the head chef shouting to control the situation and rhythm of the entire kitchen. That scene was really cool.    

    

Until later, the boss said that Chi Yue was not allowed to bring the child to work anymore. Chi Yue could not be at ease that Wang Xiaoman was at home. Watching the shift was too expensive, so she fired the chef's work.    

    

"Yes. " Yi Lanyou rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the empty kitchen table. She was quite interested in this menu.    

    

She washed her hands and put the recipe aside. Yi Lanyou first picked up a piece of streaky pork and put it into the boiling water to boil it. At the same time, she skinned the unprocessed taro. She cut it into large pieces and fried it with a small fire to scoop out the oil. After the taro was processed, the streaky pork on the other side could also be put into the pot. After cutting it into thick slices, he made a few holes and then blew it up again. After he took it out, It was time to process the lymph juice. Yi Lanyou's hand suddenly stopped when she saw the recipe being processed.    

    

For some reason, she began to doubt the operation of the recipe. After thinking for a while, she thought about it. Yi Lanyou removed the two flavors from the recipe and put in the little fennel incense. She then placed it in the fire and steamed it. The moment the lid was lifted, the fragrance overflowed.    

    

The other students in the kitchen looked to the side and swallowed their saliva. They really wanted to. . .    

    

After taking it out, she poured the soup into the pot and poured it into the water starch to hook Qian Qian. Finally, she poured it on the plate of taro and meat. This piece of taro meat was ready.    

    

The fragrance overflowed from the kitchen into the dining room. When the parents smelled the fragrance, they couldn't help but take a deep breath. This was so fragrant.    

    

One of the parents couldn't help but ask, "What's such a fragrant dish?"    

    

"Yeah? It seems to be the taste of the braised meat. " Another parent muttered as he looked in the direction of the kitchen.    

    

"Chi Yue, it smells so good. " Yuan Hui, who was sitting at the front, asked Chi Yue who was sitting beside her. "Do you smell it?" Seeing Chi Yue's serious expression, Yuan Hui even used her arm to lightly touch Chi Yue, "What are you thinking about?"    

    

"No, I am not thinking about anything. " Chi Yue shook her head and smiled, "It is taro braised pork. "    

    

"Oh. " Yuan Hui nodded her head. She was not good at cooking. In the past, she did not need to cook when there was a chef at home. Later, when the family went bankrupt and divorced, she brought the ball and left the house. She did not have anything else and started to learn how to cook her own life. After so many years, she had made things difficult for Yi Lanyou.    

    

Chi Yue's eyes looked in the direction of the kitchen. This smell could not be wrong. Someone changed it. Her recipe.    

    

When Wang Xiaoman asked her to write the recipe yesterday, she hesitated for a moment. Although she agreed, she still tried not to affect the taste too much and changed two of the flavors. Her craftsmanship was passed down from her ancestors, so the recipe naturally would not be easily revealed to others.    

    

Then, who changed her recipe back?    

    

Chuqi had something to say. The remaining two chapters were updated by 2: 00 PM this afternoon. My teeth hurt so much that I can't live anymore. . .