Huh, I was really tired moving bricks and stuff. Fortunately, I was almost done moving, and the special training was almost over. As a result, I only wrote three notes a day as promised...
Ah, as expected of me! (Forcibly saluting)
Everyone has made great progress. In the first week, they all came to me and my brother for advice on how to enter the special training state as quickly as possible. However, Oscar went to Ning Rongrong, who seemed to learn about points.
Heart……
Xiao Ao, you are confused! Learn from me if you are distracted or something, this Soul Power Chain Octopus has clearly arranged it for you!
My special training goal has been completed! It was still the first one to complete it!
This candy is the one who fell into the trap!
fin.
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The last day of special training.
A luxurious canteen that stands out in the village stands on the ground. In the canteen hall, all the teachers of Shrek Academy gathered together, looking at their students with some expectation and relief.
Outside the cafeteria, the students were nervously preparing the last dish.
The first is Dai Mubai.
His hands, which have always been synonymous with strength, shuttled through the fine flour with ease. All the flour adsorbed on the crispy walls of the porcelain bowl was kneaded into the dough with his gentle movements, and the pitted surface of the dough gradually changed as he kneaded it.
Be smooth and soft.
During this process, the porcelain bowl stood motionless on the table. It can be seen that Dai Mubai's vigorous rubbing has perfectly controlled the intensity without leaking anything.
When the dough was rolled into a round shape and taken out, the inner wall of the porcelain bowl was clean and the light could be seen, and Dai Mubai's hands that he took back were also spotless.
An ordinary kneading process actually made him achieve the "three non-sticks": the flour does not stick to the bowl, the flour does not stick to his hands, and the dough does not stick to the bowl.
After finishing kneading the dough, Dai Mubai did not stop. Instead, he took the dough and gently threw it into the air. When the dough rose to the highest point and fell, he supported the dough. He used his hands to rotate gently, and then he saw the dough.
The small ball of dough turned thinner and bigger, and finally turned into a "noodle umbrella" on Dai Mubai's head.
"drink!"
With a move of both hands, the wide pancake flew high again. Several people who had been waiting aside ate the flying mushrooms together, and each appeared with a basket on their shoulders.
The vegetables grown by Oscar were cut into shreds, the fish fish caught alive by Zhu Zhuqing were made into fillets, and various other side dishes were evenly spread on the moderately thick dough.
Ma Hongjun took Dai Mubai's place, raised his head and spat out, and the flaming flames enveloped the dough. The dough was visibly ripe and exuded an alluring aroma.
Just at this moment, a noodle cake big enough for a person fell down, and it landed neatly in the big food basket that had been prepared.
"The dishes have been served, teachers, please take a seat!" The eight people each held a corner of the basket and said in unison.
"Okay!" Flanders was extremely satisfied when he saw the children's energetic appearance.
In the private room, a huge rotating round table was filled with all kinds of exquisite dishes. The first dish was still slightly steaming, making people want to eat.
"Thank you for your hard work. Come and eat together!"
There are dozens of dishes on this table, and five teachers can’t finish them no matter how much they cram them in!
For the eight little ones, every dish on the table is the result of their hard work. It tastes even more delicious, not to mention that the dish looks great and the taste is not much different.
After fighting over each other to eat the sea stuffing, everyone slumped in their seats with satisfaction.
"Master, have we passed our special training?"
The master wiped the corners of his mouth leisurely and swallowed the burp in his throat: "Forget it!"
