Chapter 41 Assigned to the Cooking Class 10

  Wang Zheng stared at the steamed bun that Lei Gang had just made, muttering to himself: "Hmmm, although it's a bit slow and the shape is off, I suppose it barely passes."

  Lei heard Wang Zhen boasting that he had passed and called out: "Hehe, no way, I'm still far behind compared to you."

  Hóng, who was busy preparing dishes, stopped what he was doing and shouted at the two of them: "Hey, you two stop bragging to each other! If the buns aren't steamed within twenty minutes, we'll definitely be late for dinner today!"

  Wang Zhen took a look at the steamer and found that there were only over 20 mantou inside, while they needed to knead over 300 of them. He suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, Lei, we need to speed up the kneading! Just follow the standard you just did, I won't bother you for now, you figure it out yourself!" After saying that, Wang Zhen started working rapidly and mantou began appearing one by one inside the steamer.

  Lei, who was standing next to Wang Zhen, was kneading his dough while observing the difference between himself and Wang Zhen. Because when Lei had only managed to knead two pieces of dough, Wang Zhen had already kneaded eight. From taking out the flour to putting the finished product into the steamer, the entire process took no more than three seconds. Slowly, Lei realized that there wasn't much difference in their movements, and the main difference was simply a matter of skill coming from practice. Once he understood this point, Lei felt at ease, knowing that as long as he worked harder, being first place wouldn't be just a dream.

  It wasn't easy, but Lei and Wang Zhen finally finished kneading over 300 mantou in twenty minutes. Just as Lei was about to take a break, he heard Ge Hui yelling from another workstation where she was chopping vegetables: "Hurry up and come help me, I'm going to be exhausted to death!"

  "Hey, I'm coming!" Lei washed his hands and ran to Ge Hui's side. He found that in just 30 or 40 minutes, Ge Hui not only peeled all the potato skins in the basket but also cut a whole plate of shredded potatoes. Of course, half of the potatoes were consumed too.

  Ge Hui pushed the plate of cut potato shreds towards Pang Hong and shouted: "Class leader, I think this plate is enough for tonight's dinner, right?"

  Pang Hong did his own work while glancing sideways at the plate of shredded potatoes, nodding and saying, "Hmm, not bad, your knife skills haven't declined." After finishing speaking, he looked again at the remaining half basket of potatoes: "However, the rest of the potatoes must be cut today, they will be used tomorrow morning."

  "Alright, got it." Ge Hui waved his hand and returned to the cutting board. On this board were two round cutting boards, each with a diameter of 60 cm, placed side by side. Each cutting board had a gleaming knife on it. Ge Hui picked up one of the knives in his right hand and grabbed a potato with his left hand, placing it on the cutting board. He looked at Lei and said, "Watch how I do it." As soon as he finished speaking, Lei heard the sound of "chop, chop, chop..." continuously. In just over ten seconds, the potato had been transformed into shredded potatoes. Ge Hui casually picked up a handful of shredded potatoes and held them out to Lei, asking, "Did you get it?"

  Lei stared at the potato shreds in Ge Hui's hand and sighed, seeing that these potato shreds were basically the same thickness, each one as thin as a hair. He nodded and said, "Do you understand now?"

  "Okay, then cut one open and let me see." Ge Hui said as he tossed a potato at Lei.

  Lei took the potato and placed it on the chopping board, pressing down hard with his left hand. Then, with his right hand holding the knife, he started chopping at the potato, "chop chop chop...". The sound of the knife hitting the chopping board continued non-stop. Just as Lei was putting all his strength into chopping, Ge Hui suddenly let out a loud shout: "Alright! Stop it!"

  After hearing Ge Hui's angry shout, everyone focused their attention on Lei. Wang Zhen, who was standing not far from Lei, looked at the potato in Lei's hand and exclaimed: "My goodness! I just heard the sound of your knife, I thought your knife skills were better than your ability to knead dough, but it turns out you're not even as good as kneading dough!"

  Lei looked at the potatoes in his hand and smiled awkwardly, afraid of cutting his own hand. The knife had been chopping on the cutting board for half a day, but not even one slice of potato had been cut off. Ge Hui rushed to Lei and shouted: "Xiao, you just know how to smile! Earlier I asked if you understood, and you said it was clear. What's going on now?!"

  Lei put down the knife and apologized to Ge Hui: "Sorry, old soldier. I did see it clearly earlier, but this danger coefficient is much higher than rubbing a rice ball, so learning it was slower."

  "How did I end up with this job?" Ge Hui shook his head in frustration, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then called out to Lei: "Alright, don't rush like that. Come slowly, step by step, and find the feeling from within. Take a good look at each of my movements." After finishing speaking, Ge Hui picked up another potato and started cutting it again. This time, however, he switched to using a grinding knife, and his actions were extremely slow. The potato was first cut into thin slices, and then further shredded into fine strands with each passing stroke.

  Lei imitated Ge Hui's actions, although his movements were twice as slow as Ge Hui's. However, after three minutes, the potato finally became shredded potatoes too. But each of his shredded potatoes, regardless of size or thickness, was completely different from one another. Even the thinnest ones looked several times thicker than those cut by Ge Hui.

  Ge Hui looked at the potato shreds that Lei Fei had finally managed to cut with great effort, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, never mind, you can just practice slowly like before, I need to rest or my heart disease will act up." After saying this, Ge Hui put down the knife and asked for a leave from Pang Hong before walking out.

  Lei looked at the two cutting boards with potato shreds on them, and he felt discontent in his heart. Why could others do it, but he couldn't? Lei picked up a potato again and slowly started to cut it. Ge Hui didn't return until dinner time. When he walked into the operating room, he saw Lei still there, cutting potatoes by himself. The potato shreds that Lei had cut out were now obviously better than when he left, and his speed had also increased unknowingly. Ge Hui looked down at the basket with more than half of the potatoes still in it, then said to Lei in a low voice: "Forget it, let's eat first, we can practice again after dinner."

  Lei raised his head and found Ge Hui standing behind him. He shook his head and said, "Oh, never mind, old soldier, you go eat first, I'll finish cutting these and then eat."

  Ge Hui suddenly remembered that Pang Hong had said earlier that if he couldn't finish cutting, he wouldn't be allowed to eat. So he called out: "Oh, is it because the class monitor didn't let you have dinner? Don't worry, the class monitor was just joking, come on, I'll go with you to eat."

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