Kivotos, I was deeply shocked!

What?

"Iori-san, it's teacher's off-duty time now, so there's no need to follow me."

Si Wang smiled at the girl and said, "Do you still want to go back to Xialai with the teacher to spend the night?"

"..."

Silver Mirror Iori was stunned for a moment.

Yes, if the teacher returns to [Xia Lai], should I escort the teacher to the school gate of Gehena, the border line, or directly to [Xia Lai]?

After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't figure out the problem, so Ginjing Iori had to look to his friend for help.

Eh……

Tian Yu Yazi sighed silently. Although her friend's brain was not quick enough and she didn't understand the meaning of the teacher's words, she could see it clearly.

The teacher must be going out to do something that he doesn't want others to see...

What is going on?

Guesses flashed through her mind one by one. Tian Yu Azi suppressed her curiosity and nodded to Yin Jing Iori, "Well, there is no need to follow the teacher after school. Iori, come and help me organize the materials for tomorrow's audit."

"……what?!"

Silver Mirror Iori stared in surprise and pointed at his nose, "Organizing information, me?"

"if not?"

Tian Yu Azi opened the metal cabinet, took out a pile of new and old documents and stacked them on the table. She looked at Yin Jing Yizhi expressionlessly, "Does the teacher need your help for such a small matter?"

"Uh, oh, okay..."

Silver Mirror Iori turned his head to look at the cabinets that filled the entire wall, and the iron doors of the cabinets that were swollen due to the crowding, and nodded very reluctantly, "I'll come now..."

Chapter 39 Don't do that kind of thing

"Hehehe, a mere Discipline Committee, just a bunch of chickens and dogs!"

Thinking of Ayako Amane's anxious and angry expression at this moment, Makoto Hanuma crossed her arms across her chest, with a hint of arrogance at the corners of her mouth.

You little brat, you actually dare to fight with me, you are simply courting death!

Next, I will let you guys see for yourself how powerful I, Makoto Hanuma, can make clouds come with a flip of my hand and rain with a flip of my hand!

"Hey, Iroha, stop lazing on the couch."

Thinking of the beauty of it, Makoto Hanuma couldn't help but let out a few smug laughs.

After laughing enough, the girl adjusted her uncontrolled expression, turned her head and looked at the red-haired girl who was half lying on the sofa, almost buried in the down back and cushions, and cleared her throat, "It's time to get up and work!"

"Eh……"

The red-haired girl raised her head from the book and glanced at Hanuma Makoto.

When she saw the other person's face full of interest and impatience, she knew that she could not escape this disaster today.

The red-haired girl—that is, Zao Iroha—closed the novel she had just read halfway, sat up a little straighter, and looked at her senior expressionlessly, "So, Makoto-senpai, what can I do for you?"

"Of course, we're conducting a financial audit of the Discipline Committee!"

At this point, Hanuma Makoto was completely immersed in her wonderful fantasy of stepping on the [Discipline Committee] and punching Sorasaki Hina, and she didn't notice the unmotivated expression on her junior's face at all.

She waved her hand, and the military jacket behind her was lifted high. The girl made an impassioned announcement, "Iroha, I appoint you as the financial audit supervisor, responsible for the financial audit of this [Discipline Committee]. You must take off their underwear for me!"

"..."

Zao Iroha scratched himself, who was puffing up like a cotton ball, with his messy long red hair, and didn't want to talk.

“Hehehehe——”

Makoto Hanuma closed the five slender fingers of her right hand one by one in front of Iroha Zao, clenched them into fists, and with the deliberately gloomy expression on her face, she let out a few malicious laughs, "Go, Iroha! Deduct all their budgets and thwart their prestige! Let everyone know that Gehenna has only one sun - that is me, Makoto Hanuma!"

"Eh……"

Listening to this long list of requirements, and thinking that he still had to fulfill these requirements, Zao Iroha instinctively showed a look of disgust, "What a hassle..."

"That's right! It's just very numb... eh???"

Makoto Hanuma, who originally thought she would receive admiring looks from her juniors, laughed twice, but she realized something was wrong and quickly closed her mouth.

"Um, Iroha..." Makoto Hanuma looked at her junior cautiously, "You just said..."

"I'm saying [Okay, Makoto-senpai, no problem, Makoto-senpai, I get it, Makoto-senpai]."

Zao Iroha originally wanted to complain, but thinking that she would have to deal with Hanuma Makoto's entanglement after complaining, she instantly lost the mood to complain and nodded weakly, "Financial audit, right? I will go tomorrow."

"Hahaha! That's right, it's the financial audit!"

Hearing the junior respond to her request, Hanuma Makoto immediately became alert. She chopped down with her right hand like a guillotine, revealing a vicious expression, "Show your strength, Iroha! Kill the Discipline Committee in one go!"

"It's just a financial audit. No matter how you think about it, it has nothing to do with taking down the Discipline Committee."

Regarding his sudden increase in workload, Zao Iroha finally couldn't control his desire to complain and rolled his eyes at Hanuma Makoto, "Don't always think about these unrealistic things, Makoto-senpai."

"Hehehe, even if we can't defeat the Discipline Committee tomorrow, it doesn't matter, Iroha."

Makoto Hanuma didn't take the advice of her junior to heart. Instead, she showed an expression of having won the victory. "Then let's take this opportunity to expose the past of the [Discipline Committee]! Make sure they will never be able to climb over our [Palace of Demons] and bully us again in this life..."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, okay, okay."

Zao Iroha resisted the urge to sigh. She inserted the bookmark and put the half-read novel under her coat. She was too lazy to pay attention to her senior's nonsense and walked out the door. "I'm going to kill the Discipline Committee now."

"Eh?! Um..."

Seeing the junior turning around and leaving without hesitation, Hanuma Makoto's face froze, and her arm, which was halfway extended to try to hold the other person back, froze in the air, "At least listen to me finish first..."

But all that was left to her was the back of her head covered by long red hair.

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"Ah?! What?! Leaving this afternoon? Are you in such a hurry?!"

Ai Qing Fengxiang put down the half-washed cabbage in her hand, raised her head, and looked at Si Wang with a look of astonishment, "Teacher, can you wait a little longer?"

Although the teacher asked me if I wanted to go to the [Xuanwu Chamber of Commerce] in Shanhaijing to study for a while and improve my skills before leaving at noon, I answered that I did [want to]...

But isn’t this too fast?!

It's only 2pm now, right? It hasn't even been an hour since I promised the teacher the time?!

Thinking of this, Ai Qing Fengxiang subconsciously shrank her neck. She looked at the large tub full of cabbages in front of her and said cautiously, "Teacher, can you wait for me to finish making dinner today... and go tomorrow?"

"Well, Fengxiang-san, this is actually a bit like cooking."

Si Wang waved his hand, found a small stool in the corner of the kitchen, sat down next to Ai Qing Fengxiang, and accompanied the girl to wash the cabbage in the bathtub.

"The critical time is just the few minutes of frying over high heat. If you fry it too early, it will not be cooked through, and if you fry it too late, it will burn. So it is best not to wait."

Si Wang broke off a leaf and washed it clean of sand, dust and bugs. He then threw it into the drain basket above the bathtub and said with a smile, "Now is the perfect time."

"…So what about dinner in the cafeteria today, teacher?"

Ai Qing Fengxiang was moved but also a little uneasy when she heard this.

On the one hand, she had indeed heard of the great name of the [Xuanwu Chamber of Commerce] a long time ago, and she really wanted to visit this senior who was at the top of the [gastronomy].

On the other hand, the reputation of the [Catering Department] in Gehenna was not very good to begin with. If they didn't even make dinner tonight, wouldn't their already bad reputation explode right away? Even next year's funding would be complained about? !

Don't do this kind of thing!

Aiqing Fengxiang screamed in her heart.

At least wait until I graduate!

Chapter 40 Open Kitchen

"Teacher, if I take everyone from the catering department away..."

Thinking of this, Ai Qing Feng Xiang was already very uneasy. She tactfully asked, "Then there will be no one to cook dinner today, right?"

"Don't worry, Fengxiang, it's not just about today's dinner. As long as you are willing, you don't have to worry about breakfast, lunch and dinner during this period, even if you go out for further studies for a year."

Si Wang patted his chest and said, "Teacher, I have decided to adopt a completely new way to manage the canteen of Gehenna, so as to eliminate your worries when you go out to study!"

"Really? Sensei?! Are you really telling the truth?!"

Although it was outrageous, when she thought that these words came from the teacher who saved her from the [Gourmet Research Society] in just ten minutes and with just the movement of his mouth, Aiqing Fengxiang's expression was still a little hesitant, but she actually believed it in her heart.

Ai Qing Fengxiang looked up at Si Wang, her eyes revealing a hint of anticipation.

"Of course!"

Si Wang immediately puffed out his chest, revealed a serious expression and said seriously, "According to my previous investigations and sampling, there are actually only three main conflicts between our [Catering Department] and the students who eat there."

Si Wang raised three fingers towards Aiqing Fengxiang.

“One is the contradiction between the infinite pursuit of delicious dishes by Gehenna students and the limited level of the [catering department].”

“The second is the contradiction between the complex demands of Gehenna students for a rich menu and the lack of staff in the [catering department].”

“The third is the contradiction between the high demands of Gehenna students on the quality of the dishes and the limited funding of the [catering department].”

"Yeah, yeah! I thought so too, Sensei!"

Seeing Si Wang clenching his fingers one by one every time he spoke, and finally clenching his fist tightly in front of his face, Ai Qing Feng Xiang couldn't help but nodded and asked impatiently, "Then how should we solve these three problems?"

"Don't worry, Fengxiang, this problem is actually very easy to solve. It's so easy that we can solve all three problems at the same time with just one method."

Si Wang slowly opened his clenched fist in front of the girl and said with a smile, "We can just do an open buffet."

“Open buffet???”

Three question marks popped up in Aiqing Fengxiang's head. She understood the adjective "open" and the noun "buffet", but why didn't she understand when these two words were combined together?

I have been cooking for several years and have been to many restaurants in various colleges, but this is the first time I have heard of the unheard-of dining mode of "open buffet".

"Don't Gehenna's students always complain that this dish is too salty, that dish is too sweet, and the next dish is too spicy? Then they completely ignore you [Catering Department] and fight in the cafeteria based on their respective sweet, salty, and spicy preferences? Then why don't we just let ourselves be ignored and only charge the most basic costs such as water, electricity, gas, ingredients, and labor, and then open the restaurant, kitchen, and ingredient warehouse to them."

Si Wang maintained a leisurely tone and introduced the girl in detail what an open kitchen is. "Do you think this dish is too salty? It doesn't matter. We have already placed the salt next to the pot. You can add as much as you want. Do you think this pot of stew is too sweet? It doesn't matter. The white sugar is placed on the second kitchen rack. You can add as much as you want. As for thinking this dish is too spicy, it doesn't matter~"

Si Wang smiled extremely brightly. "The peppers are planted in the open space behind the cafeteria. If you don't like peppers, you can just use explosives to blow them all up into the sky!"

"what?!"

Ai Qing Fengxiang's eyes went dark, and it felt like she was hit hard on the back of her head. She was shocked by Si Wang's unprecedented business model.

A dizzy moment passed, and the girl quickly shook her head. She grabbed Si Wang's sleeve, her anxiety evident in her words, "This is completely different, right, teacher?! If they really do this, not only the [Catering Department], but I'm afraid the cafeteria will be directly demolished by them!?"

"Don't worry, Fengxiang, I have just discussed it with Ako and Iori in the office. For the next half month, Iori will lead most of the members of the [Discipline Committee] to guard the cafeteria. Unless they are troublemakers of the level of the [Gourmet Research Society], they will definitely not be able to cause trouble."

Si Wang wiped his hands with the towel on the table. He patted Ai Qing Feng Xiang on the shoulder and consoled her, "But what a coincidence! The Gourmet Research Society, which is most likely to take the lead in this matter, is also the one that can understand my approach the most. The remaining scattered students are nothing to be afraid of."

"But, but, but..."

Ai Qing Fengxiang was so anxious that she was sweating profusely. Although what Si Wang said made a lot of sense, she always felt that something was wrong.

A flash of inspiration suddenly came to my mind.

"But the ingredients are limited, teacher!"

The girl caught the fleeting inspiration and said anxiously, "If someone makes too much or wastes it, then those who come late and don't like the taste won't get anything to eat and will go hungry, right?"

"That's why I call it an open buffet, Fengxiang-san."

Si Wang squeezed the girl's shoulders hard, as if he wanted to pass on his confidence to her, "Resource sharing is an important part of [openness], we have to try it."

"..."

Ai Qing Fengxiang looked at Si Wang in amazement, unable to speak for a long time.

In the dead silence, only the two strands of hair hanging on the girl's corners were still swaying gently.

"The catering department's mailbox will surely be flooded with complaints..."

The girl's eyes were dull and she was mumbling to herself instinctively.

"Please rest assured about this. Teacher, I will clearly list the total amount of funds approved by the [Palace of Ten Thousand Demons] for you, the ins and outs, and the consumption expenditures. Then I will make a 3000X1000 poster and hang it in the most conspicuous place in the cafeteria. I will ensure that every student who enters the cafeteria can see this poster at the first time, know the cost and destination of every cabbage leaf, and understand your selflessness."

Si Wang held the girl's shoulders with both hands, straightened her body, looked into her bright red eyes, and said seriously, "I believe that before the [Palace of Ten Thousand Demons] finishes dealing with their own mailbox that is also overflowing, they will definitely not have time to trouble you."

Ai Qing Feng Xiang's mouth twitched. She wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, the girl couldn't hold back her inner doubts and couldn't help asking, "What if they've finished dealing with it?"

"Then we will further implement the [open chef] system, abolish the fixed chefs assigned to the [catering department], and let the customers themselves serve as chefs. The diners can decide what dishes they want to cook and what they want to eat, and achieve complete freedom in the kitchen."

Si Wang said something very scary with a nonchalant expression, "I believe that by then, with the number of complaint letters piled up, even if [Temple of Demons] handles them until Fengxiang graduates from high school, they probably won't be able to finish processing them all."

Aiqing Fengxiang: "..."