[Chapter 027] Incomprehensible

Chapelle-sensei was very sincere in his thanks. He really thanked Shijun for reminding his memories of decades ago.

But then, the always strict lecturer frowned. He really couldn't figure out how the other party did to achieve such an effect. Chapelle has studied French cuisine for decades and even judged everywhere.

Shijun's cooking was exactly the same as the recipe, except for one or two unspecified ingredients. "Shijun, how did you do it?"

Chappelle-sensei had a smile on his face, and there was even a hint of discussion in his tone.

All the students present took a deep breath. They looked at Chappelle-sensei in disbelief. This stern lecturer, with a smile on his face, was discussing cooking with a student?

They even wondered if they were dazzled.

However, based on their expressions on everyone. A bystander could even saw the truth. At this moment, everyone's eyes looked at Shijun began to become complicated.

It turned out the freshman who just entered the school already qualified to communicate with lecturers on an equal footing. Yukihira Sōma was a little frustrated, staring at the dish he had just finished. He was full of confidence at first, but now he was deeply affected.

He knows very well that his cooking, it was absolutely impossible to open Chappelle sensei's heart like Shijun did.

'The so-called cooking is actually very simple, as long as the people who eat it are moved! '

Somehow, Yukihira Sōma suddenly remembered his own father's words. The chef he wanted to surpass all the time seems to have been treating cooking with this kind of thought.

Could it be Shijun, the new classmate has reached the level of his father? Yukihira Sōma was unclear;however, ever since he came to Tōtsuki there has been a vague feeling. His father seemed to be stronger than most of the people here. Did Shijun could be compared with his father?

Yukihira Sōma started to get excited. He felt like he had found a good opponent.

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"I just put in some licorice and plums to speed up the stew. Minor changes were also made to the ingredients, and the proportions were adjusted to make the taste more delicate"

Shijun explained briefly, but did not elaborate. Because cooking this thing, many things come from intuition, it was difficult to explain clearly.

"It turns out that the combination of licorice and plum has such a miraculous effect? ​​Today is a good experience!"

A boy muttered to himself, and quickly took out a notebook from his arms. Yukihira Sōma suddenly realized, looking thoughtful.

Chappelle-sensei nodded slightly looking at Shijun with admiration in his eyes. As for the scene of crying and laughing just now.

Chapelle-sensei automatically ignored that. He still didn't believe that anyone would dare to mention this in front of him.

"Shijun, I am very satisfied with your cooking, I have to make an exception to give you an S grade I had in this year."

For a long time, it seemed that a major decision had been made. Chapelle wrote a big 'S' in one of the columns of the record book.

"What? S grade?"

"We first-year students can also get this level of evaluation?"

"Mr. Chapelle, doesn't seem to have the right to give such a rating?"

"Even Miss Erina, the tenth seat of Elite Ten, did not receive such a rating."

The crowd was in an uproar again. How shocking was the sensation caused by the S-rank rating. As we all know, as a first-year freshmen, no one has ever received an S grade.

Because the school has long stipulated that the maximum score of freshmen can only be an A. However, Chappelle-sensei actually gave Shijun an S. Many people couldn't help to imagine the dishes. Was it possible to break the rules of the school as long as the lecturer wanted to?

Chapelle-sensei has been a teacher for so many years, how could he not understand the thoughts of this group of students. He snorted coldly and said with a stern face: "Yes, under normal circumstances, the school does not allow it."

"However, every lecturer has the right to give an S grade once in a year in his teaching career."

"You, who has an opinion?"..."As long as you cook the same dishes as Shijun, I will break this rule!"

Many students suddenly stopped talking. They really lacked self-confidence, and they made dishes that moved Chappelle-sensei.

Shijun was slightly taken aback. He also did not expect that the lecturer he met for the first time would even give himself the only one rating. This was somewhat unexpected.

Shijun returned to the last row and gave Tadokoro Megumi a triumphant smile. The girl was shocked, and she didn't seem to have recovered from the shock just now. S grade rating? Can I, the last rank, left this title?

Tadokoro Megumi feels a little weird. She subconsciously pinched her arm. It hurts!

"So I didn't dream?" Tadokoro Megumi was dumbfounded and muttered to herself.

"Hey, girl, spit out your heart!"

Shijun was speechless for a while, looking at the absent-minded girl in front of her, she didn't know how to complain. Wasn't it only an S grade?

He really couldn't understand the thoughts of these people, their view was too narrow.