Several judges and teachers had lunch in advance, and then gave the highest ratings one after another.
Meili took a piece of eggplant, took the last bite of rice from the bowl, and put down the bowl, still feeling a little unsatisfied.
There was too little fish-flavored eggplant, and it was too delicious. If five people had one dish, a few chopsticks would be gone.
However, this was still the most delicious dish she had eaten since returning to the City of Chaos.
Sour, spicy, sweet and salty, a small piece of eggplant contains an intoxicating taste, thick and long, with lingering fragrance and endless aftertaste.
Of course, the more amazing experience is that this fish-flavored eggplant was cooked in front of them in a teaching style, and it still maintained an amazing degree of completion and deliciousness.
Elton stood up and looked at Mag, and said happily: "Mr. Mag, we will be colleagues from now on."
This morning, this was the vocational training teacher he was most satisfied with, bar none.
With his excellent professional abilities, his teaching methods that are easy to understand in simple terms, and his immersive teaching rhythm, he even wondered if Mag had ever been a teacher.
"Thank you." Mag smiled and nodded.
He was also quite satisfied with his test.
After all, I have taught Phyllis, Anna and Marla how to cook, so I still have some experience in this area, and the results on the spot are also good.
After the test was over, Mag didn't stay long. He put away the kitchen utensils and stoves, said goodbye to the judges, took his clothes and went out.
Mag went to the bathroom and happened to run into Merry when she went out to wash her hands.
"Hi, Mr. Mag, I'm Meili. The food you cook is so delicious." Meili looked at him with a smile and took the initiative to say hello.
"Teacher Meili, thank you." Mag shook her head humbly and glanced at the teacher with short brown hair. She had delicate eyebrows, light makeup, and a pair of light brown eyes that were bright and spiritual.
"Your restaurant is called Maimi's Restaurant, right?" Meili added.
"You know?" Mag was a little surprised. Based on his photographic memory, he was sure that this teacher had never been to his restaurant.
"I read your column in a magazine, but I didn't think of it for a moment, but the fish-flavored eggplant was very impressive, so I remembered it again." Meili said with a smile.
"You can come to the restaurant for dinner when you have time. Goodbye, Teacher Meili." Mag washed her hands, turned and left with a smile.
Luna was waiting for him outside, and the two left talking.
Meili looked at the backs of the two of them, showing a bit of thought.
"The principal and Mr. McGonagall seem to be a good match. They are talented and handsome." Silla muttered in a low voice.
"Does the principal have a good relationship with him?" Meili asked curiously.
Sheila looked at Meili and said: "When I just went to the cafeteria to get food, I met an uncle who said that Mr. Mag is an important investor in our Hope Academy. Without him, there might not be our Hope Academy. garden."
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"I just communicated with several judges and teachers, and they all agreed that you are qualified for the job of chef teacher." Luna walked beside Mag and said with a smile.
"Is this early admission?" Mag laughed.
"It is our honor for an excellent chef like you to come and teach at Hope Academy." Luna said with a serious face.
She had watched the whole process of Mag's previous test, and was amazed by Mag's ability to control the field. She was even more moved by how completely and selflessly he presented such a precious recipe as fish-flavored eggplant.
She is aware of the recent "Maimi Restaurant craze" in the food world of the chaotic city. Various restaurants have launched the same delicacies from Maimi Restaurant. Although the taste is mostly unsatisfactory, they can't hide their intention to enjoy the popularity.
If children can learn a few special dishes from McGonagall, they can easily get a good job in various restaurants.
"You didn't plan to set up a chef major before, did you?" Mag stopped and looked at her and asked.
"Yes." Luna made no secret of this, "I will contact the construction team today and will prepare a chef training venue as soon as possible."
Mag smiled and shook his head and said: "I proposed this major. Leave the design and construction of the training venue to me. I see there is an empty space next to the canteen. Can it be used?"
"This..." Luna hesitated.
"Actually, my idea is to set up a chef academy. The initial scale may be smaller, but the goal is to become the best chef training base in the entire Nolan Continent and a holy place in the hearts of chefs." Mag smiled slightly, "So, I want to Making the training venue look more professional is something that others may not be able to do.”
Luna looked at Mag, with a smile on her face as well, nodded and said, "Okay, then the land next to the canteen will be left to you."
"Thank you." Mag nodded, walked around the academy with Luna, and then left.
Standing at the entrance of the academy, Mag looked back at the brand new teaching building with a smile on his face.
Who would have thought that he would also become a glorious teacher?
Even if it was just a part-time job, he still felt a little strange.
Mag took a trip to the textile factory and asked Ashley to order a group of outstanding night elf craftsmen.
There were still six days until the start of the Hope Academy, and he wanted to build a chef training base before the start of the school to avoid affecting the start of the school.
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"Are you going to become a teacher at Hope Academy?" During lunch, Irina looked at Mag in surprise and asked.
The girls all stopped and looked at Mag.
"Father, are you going to be a teacher?" Amy jumped up from her chair in surprise. In her heart, teachers are super powerful, such as Teacher Luna.
"Boss, what do you teach?" Mia asked curiously.
"How do I make all the beautiful girls in the city fall in love with me?" Angela held her chin up.
"This answer is somewhat close." Mag named Angela, "Go to New Oriental Chef Academy!"
"You want to teach the children how to cook?" Phyllis said.
"Yes, Hope Academy has set up a vocational training course. When I visited the school today, I happened to meet Teacher Luna, so I applied to become a part-time teacher and passed the test." Mag nodded with a smile.
"Teacher McGonagall." Anna shouted crisply.
"Well, be good, little Anna." Mag nodded with a smile. The little guy was indeed one of his students.
"Won't it delay the children's study?" Irina asked.
"Learning is actually a means, not just for knowledge, magic, and martial arts. For those children from poor backgrounds, it is more important to have a way to gain a foothold in society and escape the poverty and inability of their parents to escape the quagmire. For practical purposes." Mag shook his head slightly.
