Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 50 Top Skills

It was just the rising sun and the blooming flowers, a sunny and vibrant morning.

The students of the Rose Sword Art Academy walked to the cafeteria where the smoke had already risen in groups, and started a new day.

Zhang Ang also walked into the cafeteria with the flow of people. He passed one by one seat, one by one dining table, passed the lively and busy ordering window, and walked straight into the back kitchen of the cafeteria.

As soon as you enter the back kitchen, you will be greeted by a wave of fragrant heat, and many chefs, men and women, are sweating profusely in the kitchen, very busy.

"Jam bread, is the jam bread ready?"

"Wait a minute, it will be out soon!"

"Three servings of fried bacon, I need it urgently, hurry up!"

"Okay, right now. Bacon, where's the bacon, who saw it?"

"The dew and honey water is ready, someone will carry it over."

"Few kneaders, hurry up, it's too late here"

"Who is going to wash the fruit, cut it into plates and wait for it."

Zhang Ang saw that they were in a mess and no one paid any attention to him, so he walked to the sink to wash the fruits consciously, peeled them carefully after washing, cut them into pieces, and put them on the plate next to them.

Everyone else has their own work, and Zhang Ang is also a newcomer, so he doesn't know the key points inside.Only this is the easiest way to handle fruits, without any skills.And on my first day at work, I naturally have to behave positively to make a good impression on the leader.

As time went by, there were fewer and fewer orders, and finally there were only a few sporadic ones. With a bell, the breakfast time was finally over.

Everyone let out a long breath and began to clean up slowly. Zhang Ang also began to clean the shells and peels on the ground.

At this time, a young chef ran over, took the broom in his hand, and said to him, "Let me come, Chef Pierre told you to come over."

Following the direction she pointed, Zhang Ang saw a middle-aged man with a serious face. He was wearing a white chef's uniform, a tall chef's hat, and a brown beard that was carefully groomed.

Looking at Zhang Ang who came over, he asked, "You are the chef recommended by Elder Sophia, right? Is your name Li Ang?"

Zhang Ang quickly said yes.

"Where are you from? Which college did you study cooking? Which chefs have you worked with?" Chef Pierre was tall and continued to ask Zhang Ang condescendingly.

"I'm from Luntu City, and I learned cooking by myself. I've never worked with a chef before." Zhang Ang had no choice but to confess.

"Luntu City, I've never heard of it, and he's a bumpkin from a remote village." Chef Pierre's voice suddenly became severe: "No wonder there is no sense of time, everyone is busy You can’t even cut a piece of fruit well, why do you cut such small pieces of good fruit, it looks more.”

"This one, cut it smaller, girls can just take one bite." Zhang Ang was interrupted by Chef Pierre before he finished explaining.

"You still refute, are you still not convinced? Don't you ask others before cutting? It doesn't matter if you haven't done it before. As long as you ask more, learn more, and work hard, you can gain a foothold in Paris. Even if you are like you Yes, pretending to understand without understanding, and acting recklessly. Every dish has condensed the hard work of senior chefs for many years, and this cut fruit is no exception. Master Bernard clearly said that the fruit should be cut into 3 cm long and 3 cm wide 3 cm thick, this is the correct way to cut. Master Bernard is the chef who presides over the high-end restaurant on the Champs-Elysées, his words are the golden rule! It is the truth of our chefs!" Chef Pierre said Excited, frenzied eyes.

"This larger fruit can naturally be cut to 3 centimeters, but the smaller fruits themselves are not three centimeters." Zhang Ang couldn't help complaining.

The kitchen fell silent in an instant, and countless gloating eyes turned to Zhang Ang.

Chef Pierre's face was red at first, then liver-colored, and finally blue veins burst out, like a volcano about to erupt.

Sure enough, after only a short period of calm, the volcano erupted: "Go away! Go away! I don't want garbage like you in my kitchen! You country bumpkin! Farmer, mud leg! Go away!"

Under Chef Pierre's constant cursing, two strong men stepped out from among the chefs and carried Zhang Ang out.

After leaving the back kitchen, one of the strong men said to Zhang Ang: "Well, Chef Pierre is such a person. He usually acts arbitrarily and does not like others to oppose him. Moreover, he admires Master Bernard the most, although several I was rejected every time I went to the Champs Elysees Avenue as a teacher, but I still can't tolerate anyone saying that Master Bernard is bad. You shot him this time, and you will definitely not be able to come back to this kitchen."

Another strong man also comforted him: "Since you can entrust Elder Sophia's relationship, it will not be difficult to find a job. Everyone is from a small city, so I would like to warn you a few words and pay more attention in the future." Let’s talk about this way of speaking. Try to talk less, do more, be obedient, do what you are told, don’t let your temper fool you, it’s easy to offend people. Sigh, do it yourself.”

There was no other way, so Zhang Ang had no choice but to walk back dejectedly.

He didn't feel bad at all. After all, he was a millionaire with millions of dollars in his pocket. His mentality was different, and he didn't want to get angry with the gang who worked for the academy.

It's just that I can't just sit around doing nothing, my martial arts practice is progressing slowly, and Paris is not close to the sea, so there is no place to practice my internal skills.Moreover, it is not easy to exchange this million gold for martial arts cheats. After all, he is almost recorded on the blacklist of the Holy See, and he absolutely dare not go into the church to buy martial arts.

Zhang Ang could only frown tightly, and returned to the small building with a sad face.

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In a closed garden of the Rose Sword Academy, four beautiful female students with swords were summoned.

In front of them, stood a row of seven people, which were the seven mentors of the college management committee.

"You are the best of this class of students, far surpassing Tongji in terms of talent and strength. The four of you are called here this time to prepare for the Paris Martial Arts Academy ranking competition in the spring, and conduct concentrated closed training for you. "Orange Rose's well-dressed woman announced.

"Is Senior Sophie also a mentor?" Someone asked.

"Of course, Miss Sophie has joined the management committee of the college and is now the official senior tutor of the college." The middle-aged woman of Huang Meigui announced.

"Sister Sophie has just graduated. I admit that Sister Sophie is stronger than us, but I don't think she is enough to be a senior tutor. Generally, graduates stay in school to teach, aren't they all tutor assistants, not even junior tutors? , Why can senior sister Sophie become a senior tutor, this is not in compliance with the regulations." Another student said, his tone was full of dissatisfaction.

Miss Sophie was not annoyed, she stood up and said indifferently: "Of course I am qualified, because I teach the top-level sword skills."

"What technique?" Someone asked curiously.

"I teach "Advanced Swordsmanship Techniques and Applications of Using Internal Force to Change the Flexibility and Ductility of Metal Sword Blades"."

(End of this chapter)