Strange World Little Cooking Saint Chapter 45: Sashimi (10)

　　 The next time, Shi Yu still went to the soup shop to help. After half a month of practice, her slices of carrots have reached the standard. But fish meat is different from radish. The radish is crispy and the fish is soft. The latter is more difficult.

　　 She sliced ​​fish in the shop, first separated the fish bones from the fish, using the knife method. Basically, with a set of knife techniques, the fish bones are almost separated.

　　 The shopkeeper, Gan Ping, was taken aback when she saw her like this, and suddenly laughed, "So that's the case, but I fell into the nest." After that, he changed the radish and started to change other things.

　　 If there is no radish, there is no radish soup. Then fish bone soup, fish slice soup, and fish head soup became the main products in the shop. Their consumption of fish meat is huge, and the fishmongers who bring in fish every day are too happy.

　　 However, the fishmongers sent too many fish thorns, Shi Yu didn't like it very much. The fish she raised in the pond in the backyard of the attic was very delicate and firm, and there were no such annoying little spines. It’s just that the number is small, and the more you get to the back, the more you save it.

　　 That morning, Shi Yu woke up from his meditation, and his body relaxed, feeling something changed in his body.

　　 got up and grabbed a vermilion fruit and threw it into his mouth. The sweet smell filled the whole mouth, but the tingling sensation of the meridians did not follow.

　　 Every time I ate Zhu Guo, the meridians would tingle a bit, and there was a feeling of spiritual stagnation. But today these two feelings are gone.

　　 Shiyu swallowed two more, and the same was true. She tried to run her spiritual power again, and the cycle went smoothly all week.

　　 "It seems that Zhu Guo has no effect on me." She thought, and looked inside the dantian again, and there were still seven water droplets floating there.

　　 Seventh Floor!

　　 got up and pulled the curtain open. In the flower pot on the window sill, San Fat was sleeping with a blistering nose.

　　 Then downstairs, the fat cat is squatting on the stone slab in front of the attic, facing the sun. At this time, the first ray of light was rising from the horizon, and the golden sunlight illuminated the earth. I don't know if Shiyu's eyes are dazzled, she saw that the fat cat's black hair turned into a deep dark purple, but it was black again in the next moment.

　　um... photosynthesis?

　　 is strange, the fat cat looked back and said to her: "It's May now, you can go to find wasabi."

　　 wasabi, the main ingredient of the top mustard sauce. The sashimi is matched with it to neutralize the fishy smell and highlight the ultimate deliciousness.

　　 But this thing usually grows in the woodland on the high mountains. She has to find out where there is a suitable high mountain nearby.

　　 She originally wanted to ask Lin Fan, but Lin Fan was not there. So I just went to the soup shop, but when I came to the soup shop, I saw that Gan Ping's rare thing was not in the piece, but was applying medicine to a teenager.

　　 She also knows this boy, the boy who drank a pot of carrot soup on her first day. But after she changed other soups, the boy didn't come too much.

　　 "Uncle Gan, why are you applying medicine to him? He doesn't seem to have any wounds on his body." Shi Yu saw that there were no injuries on the boy.

　　 "How can there be a wound from a hidden wound." Surprisingly, Gan Ping's face is rarely angry. "The young man is really cruel now. Wen Xian's talent is always bullying him and hitting him. They are all hidden injuries, not visible on the surface, but they hurt so much that I can’t sleep every night. If I hadn’t visited him in his school today, I might have let others beat him out of the school."

　　 Yu's heart was startled, and then he noticed that every time Uncle Gan applied the medicine, the boy's body shrank. His expression was also full of pain, but he kept gritting his teeth without screaming.

　　 Seeing him, Shiyu somehow thought of her second child. The second child has no talent, so is he also excluded and bullied everywhere like him?

　　 "Who did it!" She felt distressed instantly, "Is it serious? I still have a lot of medicines. I need to get it."

　　 "No," the boy refused first.

　　 "It's okay this time, the medicine is almost wiped." Gan Ping also said, he suddenly asked: "When I was young, I remember you were also a student, which class are you in?"

　　 Shiyu thought for a while, "It looks like it's the Huang Jigui class?" She didn't pay much attention, and she didn't remember very clearly.

　　"Coincidentally, you and Wen Xian happen to be in the same class. If someone bullies Wen Xian in the future, please tell me. If he is so bored, he won't put a fart. He might be beaten to death someday. I don't even know!" Gan Ping said.

　　 There was a trace of embarrassment on Wen Xian’s face, and he whispered: "I just think it’s too much trouble for you. I owe a lot of favor for the food you eat before. I have no money and poor qualifications. I am afraid of this favor. I can't pay it back in my life."

　　 "Go, go, who wants your favor. I wouldn't bother to care about you if I wasn't for the sake of you drinking my carrot soup for almost a year." Gan Ping looked disgusted.

　　Listening to their conversation, Shi Yu felt a little warm. Everyone knows that Uncle Gan is cooking radish soup here to make Wen Xian have a full meal. Speaking of which, she was actually unhelpful. The soup shop's business was booming, and Wen Xian was embarrassed to come over to eat instead.

　　"Wen Xian, have you ever heard a saying that you have a lot of debts. One is owed a favor, and two is owed. If you owe too much, you are a good friend. You see Uncle Gan is very old No, you don't have a friend or anything, so you can make it difficult for him to pay him a year-end. It saves him from being empty and lonely." Shi Yu said.

　　 "That's right. If it's not for fear of delaying your cultivation, I want you to come to the store to help." When this is said, Gan Ping suddenly looked at Shiyu, "No, you are also a student, why didn't I see you? Have you attended class?"

　　Shiyuyusaid~IndoMTL.com~ Can she say that she can't even find the class door?

　　 At this time, Wen Xian, who was in tears on one side, suddenly exclaimed: "Ah! I remember. Are you Shiyu?"

　　 Shiyu nodded, "Am I very famous?"

　　 Wen Xian's malnourished face instantly smiled happily, "I used to be the last one in my grade. Now you are here, it's finally not me."

　　 "..." So is it her turn to sit down?

　　 "But I suggest you go to the class to report as soon as possible. I heard that your tutor will remove you from the college." Wen Xian said again.

　　 Imperial College has a total of four grades, Tiandi Xuanhuang, and each grade is divided into ten classes according to ten days such as A, B, C, D, etc. Of course, Class A of each grade is the best, and Class Gui is the worst. To put it ugly, the Gui class is a poor student class, and those with a weak background are basically here.

　　Because they are not talented enough or backgrounds, their instructors don’t take it seriously, and many people simply give up on themselves. In order to prevent them from affecting others, the college has specially formulated various rules for the students of the Gui class to restrain them.

　　For example, students in other classes can practice freely, while students in Gui class must be in the classroom every class.

　　 Another example is Shi Yu’s failure to report to the class in the past half month. In other class tutors, he basically ignored it, while in the Gui class, it was so serious that he was kicked out of the college.

　　The double standard is evident.

　　Guiban students have also protested, but the school only said a word to silence them.

　　 "If you feel unfair, then rely on strength to get fairness."

　　 Unfortunately, what they lack is strength.

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