Ark Chef Lapland

And you guy has been busy all night, don't you feel tired at all now?

"Of course, since you have proved yourself in the shortest time, I will not hide your personal information, and will help you grow as soon as possible." Lapland nodded.

"I'm so... very happy." The Kingslayer tremblingly took the kitchen knife, smiling on the surface, mmp in his heart.

What else can I do, I am also desperate!

If I shook my head, I might have hit it with a dog-killing knife backhand, right?

"Come on, you will be the best chef." Lapland said softly, and began to instruct the kingslayer to cut potatoes.

Kingslayer blue thin shiitake mushrooms.

Who wants to be a chef, I just want to lie down and make money!

You guy, don't keep thinking about it, I can't hold you so enthusiastically pointing...

Chapter 218: Maybe Prison Is More Suitable For Me

However, the Kingslayer didn't have the courage after all, and said half a "no" to Lapland.

Oh, except for an answer like "not tired at all."

A generation of ruthless people hope you continue to practice with that kind of ardent hope, can you still refuse?

In the face of death threats, even salted fish can stimulate life potential.

The Kingslayer followed Lapland's instructions and began to practice basic knife skills. He had just cut out the hills of potatoes, enough for her to practice until she couldn't lift her arms.

But Lapland stared for a while, then turned around to help tidy up the kitchen, counted the remaining ingredients, and compiled them into a table to report to the old man for purchase tomorrow.

When the restaurant grows larger, the management difficulty and the problems encountered will increase, and the time it takes will increase exponentially.

Now Frost Star helps to share most of the pressure, but there is no guarantee that Frost Star will always be willing to stay here. She still has to learn many things by herself.

While Lapland was not behind, the Kingslayer also had a crooked mind.

Isn't it because you have good talent and fast progress, so you give yourself extra lessons and practice cooking here?

I didn't see the other three older apprentices looking at themselves with envy, but they were driven away when they got off work, and there was no chance to start a small kitchen at all.

Then I don’t make progress at all, just keep the same level as them...

No, they are already junior chefs. I have to behave worse than them. After practice, I will not advance and retreat.

In this way, Lapland has no interest in teaching me.

Yes, I will progress backwards and let her know that I am a piece of wood.

When the time comes, even if there is no chance to escape, you can still fish and live, just as working at the restaurant and experiencing the life of ordinary people in Longmen.

Thinking about this, the Kingslayer finally understood that this potato cutting exercise is extremely important, and it is related to his subsequent quality of life!

I cut, I cut, I cut blindly!

The Kingslayer cut more and more vigorously, and the heavy arm found the power again.

Although the potato shreds under the knife were messy, she did a lot more energy than she just did.

While Lapland was busy with his work, listening to the rhythmic sound of cutting vegetables from the Kingslayer, he couldn't help showing a somewhat relieved smile.

Yes, yes, I found the trick so quickly.

This knife worker could not perform miracles vigorously like Ke Song, nor could he scrabble and hesitate like a rookie, he had to find his own rhythm.

Clean and neat, cut in two pieces.

As long as you continue to practice, the final ingredients will sooner or later be as standard as measured with a ruler.

But if you don't dare to make the cut, your progress may stop here.

After such analysis, Lapland became more satisfied with the apprentice Frost Star found, and felt that his talent and understanding were as good as hard work, and at least he had the potential to become a master chef.

Compare with those three apprentices...

Forget it, give them some dignity.

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The Kingslayer cuts in a mess, and does not pursue the shape of the finished product, so the knife is quick and crisp.

Later, her brain was blank, and she had no time to think about deliberately messing up things, just thinking about cutting faster, faster, and I can rest after all these potatoes are done.

Bed, you must wait for me!

As a result, the sound of the knife never stopped.

When the kitchen was almost ready, she also finished cutting the last potato and smiled triumphantly:

I finally survived!

She put down the knife, shook her sore wrist, pondered for a while, and turned around to reveal the proud butt expression: "Sister Dog, I have all cut!"

I am swollen, I am arrogant, I am not a qualified disciple!

"Wait a minute, I'll take a look." Lapland finished the job at hand and looked at the finished product cut by the Kingslayer.

"Although there are still flaws, but compared to the beginning, the speed of improvement is impressive!" Lapland scanned the potato shreds in the table-sized basin, revealing such an expression as expected.

The Kingslayer was stunned for a moment. Your requirements for talents here are too low, and I am just arrogant...

She looked at her "works" and suddenly found the problem:

There are too many shredded potatoes!

In the beginning, all the cuts she knew in Lapland had already been blindly cut underneath.

As a result, the first batch that Lapland saw was indeed potato shreds mixed with potato chips, potato chips with potato chips, and potato chips with potato pieces, all in a mess.

Later, the kingkiller cuts more and more vigorously, the body muscles instinctively output, she just wants to finish the cut quickly, and naturally found that the movements taught by Lapland are the easiest and fastest.

According to the standard action, she also cut standard potato shreds.

At the beginning, it was not even.

But it’s okay, going forward faster, more and more uniform, and thinner...