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A Stay at home Dad s Restaurant In An Alternate World CH 2384

Author:Whispering Jianghu Category:Unreal Update time:2022-11-28 23:31:05

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Chapter 2384: Homework

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Mag looked at the door when he heard the footsteps.

Farah lowered her hand that was about to knock on the door and softly said, “Teacher Mag, I would like to borrow a book.”

“Take whatever books youd like to read.

Just put them back after you are done,” Mag replied with a gentle smile.

“Yes.” Farah nodded with a smile.

She walked in and quickly took a chronicle of the Norland Continent before walking out of Mags office.

“I didnt expect this lass to be so interested in history,” Mag murmured softly.

Farah gave him and Miya a deep impression during their first lesson.

She was a child who had low self-esteem.

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This child had shown an astonishing talent in learning to cook during their two week interaction.

If Beck was a hard working child with a normal aptitude, Farah would be the genius child.

When the other children were still fretting over how to handle the board, the cleaver and cutting the ingredients neatly, Farah had already finished preparing all the ingredients for the Yangzhou fried rice flawlessly.

Mag was tortured in the test field for the God of Cookery back then because of this, but Farah grasped it in only two lessons.

The cat tribes bloodline gave her observation and control that were far above normal peoples.

Furthermore, she had a smart brain.

Her talent in the culinary arts and interactions with Miya and her classmates seemed to have cheered her up.

She looked more outgoing than before.

However, she was still quiet, although she no longer hid in the corner and now had a new hobby of reading.

Mag had everything, including a lot of books.

Hence, she always came to the training center 30 minutes earlier to read.

Farah returned to Mags office five minutes before the lesson began.

“If you like it, take it to read.

Return it after you are done,” Mag said with a smile.

A hint of joy flashed through Farahs eyes, but she soon shook her head and said, “Mother said I have to finish my homework.

I cant waste time doing other things.”

Mag helped her place the thick book back onto the shelf before asking her, “Tomorrow is Saturday and there is no class.

Do you want to do some part-time work at the restaurant, Farah”

Farahs eyes lit up, but she soon had a hesitant expression.

“Just tell your mother that I invited you to come over.

Your learning process is different from your classmates, so Ive decided to teach you different things,” Mag smilingly said.

A smile appeared on Farahs face as she asked Mag, “What time should I come to your restaurant tomorrow”

“Come to the restaurant at 6:30 a.m.

You will work part-time for the whole day.

You can experience what kind of work needs to be completed from the start to the end when you operate a restaurant.”

“Sure.

I will arrive on time.” Farah nodded before heading downstairs.

Mag tidied up his teaching plans and went downstairs too.

The children had already arrived, and they werent idling around.

They were practicing their cutting skills seriously.

To become an excellent chef, having solid fundamentals was very important.

Mag walked one round in the hall.

He could gauge the students current levels and if they had practiced at home just by looking at their work on the chopping boards.

Two classes in a week was too short to learn to cook.

They couldnt improve if they didnt practise at home.

Geniuses like Farah were the minority in the world.

What made Mag glad was that most of the students cutting skills had clear improvement.

Their rate of improvement was different, but they all had signs of practice.

Mag stopped next to a chubby youth, looked at the potato cubes of different sizes and calmly asked, “Clyde, you didnt touch the chefs knife after you went home, right”

The youth called Clyde blushed and put down his chefs knife.

He lowered his head and said softly, “T-teacher, I dont have a chefs knife at home.”

“No chefs knife”

“My mother never cuts things up when she cooks.

We use our hands to eat after the food is cooked.

My father had a saber, but he never lets me touch it.” Clyde lowered his head even more.

He stole a peep at Mag.

“But my mother promised me that she will buy a chefs knife for me soon and I can practice at home.”

Mag felt heartache and self-reproach as he looked at the youth whose head was lowered to his chest.

“Its fine.

Even though you didnt practise much, you have still improved compared to your previous lesson.

Good job.

You can do even better.” Mag patted his shoulders gently.

Clyde looked up at Mag with disbelief.

He met Mags encouraging eyes and a beam of light seemed to have shone into his heart.

He felt motivated again.

“Continue on,” Mag said and walked to the next student.

Looking at these children in their new uniforms, Mag would sometimes forget that their families were extremely poor.

Some things that he thought were normal, werent so for these children.

To these poor children, their families even had problems filling up their stomachs.

Getting them to practise their culinary skills at home was almost impossible.

“Alright, children.

The practice before class is over now.

We are not teaching cutting skills today.

Let me introduce all the cooking utensils to you.”

Mag went up to the lectern, interrupted the students cutting skills practice loudly and began his lesson.

Yabemiya sat in the last row properly.

She was taking down notes with a notebook.

She looked like the 33rd student.

Unwittingly, the bell for school dismissal rang.

The children looked at Mag expectantly.

Based on their lessons experience, Teacher Mag would make dinner for them and they could eat it before going home.

“Children, I wont be making dinner for all of you today,” Mag said with a smile.

The children had ill-concealed disappointment on their faces.

“However, I have prepared a gift for all of you.” Mag pointed to the back of the training hall.

The children turned to look behind them.

They saw 32 black bags placed neatly next to the smiling Miya.

The pots handles were sticking out from the bags.

“This is”

The children looked befuddled and perplexed.

“You guys already have a rough understanding about being a chef after the past few days lessons.

In order to let you all better practise at home, I have prepared a pot and a chefs knife for each of you.

There is also a bag of potatoes in the bag.

The homework today is: cook dinner for your family members with the potatoes,” Mag said with a smile.

“Giving us a chefs knife and a metal pot!”

The childrens eyes lit up.

“Am I going to have my own chefs knife!” Clyde even jumped up in excitement.

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