Fang Lin

Age: 15

Height: 172

Power: 8.2

Speed: 8

Physique: 8

Chef ability: top knife work, advanced cooking, intermediate fire control, intermediate ingredient handling, intermediate carver

Talent: High-level God Tongue, God-level Chef God Heart

Props: None

Prestige points: 800

This is now Fang Lin’s data, intermediate cooking has become advanced cooking, which Fang Lin exchanged through 5,000 reputation points, and the senior knife worker has evolved to the top knife worker, which requires 10,000 reputation points.

At the same time, junior carvers also unknowingly, become intermediate carvers, junior intermediate generally may grow by time, and senior and top, without certain qualifications it is impossible to reach this level, so why the world’s famous chefs will be so few.

The reputation point flowered quickly, and the reputation that spread in the fog cuisine restaurant in the half month gave Fang Lin a rich harvest, but the reputation point was not forbidden.

Just improve the chef’s ability a little, and it’s almost used up.

However, the reputation spread by fog cuisine, according to Fang Lin’s estimate, diners would at least not forget Fang Lin so quickly.

In other words, prestige points are still coming.

“But here in the system, is talent more expensive than the ability of the Chef God?” Fang Lin looked at the exchange price, it was obvious that in the same class, talent required a lot of prestige points.

This may be the so-called talent theory.

In the world, no matter what field you are in, talent will make you stand taller and faster.

Closing the page of his profile, Fang Lin stood in front of the window, looking outside, the wide Yuanyue Academy, and his heart was full of pride.

Far Moon Academy, I’m coming.

“Ugh.” The man in the apron not far away broke Fang Lin’s illusion, isn’t that a senior Isshiki?

“Linjun, are you awake? Today we’re going to the opening ceremony. Tashoe’s voice came from outside the door.

“Okay, got it.”

………………………………

In April, Japan’s cherry blossom season is also the time when Togetsu Gakuen begins.

In one of the playgrounds of Engetsu Gakuen, the opening ceremony is taking place

“Then now the school year medal will be issued, and the new first-year student representative Erina.” The host said.

“Yes.” As Erina, Erina, a shōkiri, slowly walked onto the podium, the first-year students below started talking.

“Ah, Miss Erina, Shōkiri, is still so beautiful today.”

“It’s perfect to be beautiful and talented, and to be the chief.”

“It is said that in the general entrance examination, I ranked first in all subjects.”

“If I could date Miss Erina, I would be willing to die.”

“Shut up, if you don’t disappear in the school, she’s the granddaughter of the gourmet mafia.”

While discussing below, the presentation of the medal ended with Erina, and the host continued, “I invite the commander-in-chief to speak below. ”

When the Zoemon came to the stage, everyone was directly frightened, not to mention the terrifying appearance of the Zoemon itself.

Speaking of his rumors, he is known as the big devil of the food world, and he is no longer the so-called regional mafia.

The power of Far Moon Gakuen is unmatched in the Japanese culinary world.

It can be said that the commander-in-chief can even influence every word and deed of the Japanese cuisine world, which is the horror of the demon king.

The freshmen below were so frightened that they couldn’t speak.

“Everyone, congratulations on your promotion to high school.” Sakukisen Zuemon said slowly, “In the three years of junior high school, you have basically understood the basic skills of cooking and the understanding of ingredients, and you have also conducted practical exercises in various cuisines, nutrition, cooking theory, public health classes, cultivation theory…”

“That’s why you’re qualified to stand at the entrance of high school now, and what will test you in the future is not your knowledge and skills, but your courage to survive as a chef.”

“And 99% of you are discarded stones to hone 1% of jade.” Xue Chesen Zuoemon pointed his finger at the freshmen below, “You know that of the 812 new first-year students last year, only 76 successfully advanced to the second grade. ”

“Incompetent people and ordinary people will be mercilessly abandoned, and in the first grade of nearly a thousand, there will only be a hundred when they are promoted, and those who can successfully graduate can be counted on one hand, and you may become the elite of these very few chefs.”

“Study it carefully.” Xue Chesen Zuoemon left the last sentence.

When the first-year students below heard the words of Xue Chexian Zuoemun, many of them were a little terrified, while some were excited.

Because they believe that it will be me who will eventually graduate.

Ryo Hayama, Takmi, and Ryoko Sakaki all had familiar figures with confident smiles.

Rina Tsuki Erina, who was in the background, smiled softly, as she became the Ten Masters of the Far Moon in the first grade, she had incomparable confidence.

No matter how hard others try, they can’t catch up with her, and it is their sorrow to be in the same era with her.

Suddenly, Erinai thought of the boy named Fang Lin who had enrolled in the previous school, and the person who modified her pumpkin vegetable soup this time, and the figures of the two people coincided.

“No, that commoner didn’t enter this school at all.” Erina, Rina bit her lip.

Whether it was the sour and spicy shredded potatoes for the entrance exam or the pumpkin vegetable soup that time, they conquered Erina, leaving her speechless.

“Don’t think too much about Erina, you and that person are two worlds, and you won’t see him again in the future.” Erina muttered.

Suddenly, the voice of the stage sounded again, “Now introduce a representative of a high school transfer student.” ”

This surprised Erina, and when the transfer student spoke, Erinai was stunned, “How could it be him?” ”

On the stage, Fang Lin stood on the stage and smiled into the microphone.

“My name is Fang Lin, in the future in Yuanyue Academy, I will become your king, whether it is the first year of high school, the second year of high school or the third year of high school, I hope you are ready to welcome the king.”

After saying this, Fang Lin left the stage.

At this moment, the audience was silent.


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