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Throughout the class, only Ryūga stood there, speaking fluently.
He shared a lot of knowledge that could not be found in books.
Not to mention the ordinary students—even the teacher, Richard, listened with great interest.
Richard had never expected that Ryūga, the poor student, possessed such profound knowledge.
He had an astonishing understanding of the origins and development of French cuisine.
So, teacher Richard was deeply amazed.
Many of the key points Ryūga mentioned were things that even he, as a teacher, had only a vague understanding of, or had merely heard about.
Terrine sauce, fig jam, stone mortar, minced meat, stone cooking method...
These methods of preparing food perfectly embodied the primitive state of the concept of cooking!
Richard thought that Ryūga had said something truly good.
Although food culture had evolved into many beautifully diverse forms, the wisdom of our ancient people had not diminished.
The fact that some praiseworthy classic dishes had survived to this day was enough to show how much the ancients pursued delicious food.
If they had not been in a classroom, Richard would have wished to take Ryūga aside and discuss the many wonderful dishes that had been prepared hundreds or even thousands of years ago.
In Richard's eyes, he no longer considered Ryūga a poor student.
Have you ever seen a poor student who knows more than him in professional theoretical knowledge—a teacher who has been teaching for more than ten years?
Aside from the teacher's shock, Nakiri Mana, who had been staring Absent-minded out the window, was now listening intently to Ryūga's explanation.
Mana Nakiri was not the type to look down on others, but deep down, she believed she should be stronger than anyone else in her class—both theoretically and practically...
However, at that moment, Nakiri Mana realized that her thoughts had been far too shallow. How could someone with such profound theoretical knowledge exist in her class?
Though Nakiri Mana was unwilling, she had to admit that the knowledge Ryūga shared was truly immense.
French cuisine, being one of the most famous cuisines in the world, possessed an indescribable charm.
However, Nakiri Mana had not expected that French cuisine had already developed its beginnings by the first century, and judging by Ryūga's tone, it seemed that people had already created even more delicious dishes by that time...
Hearing this, Nakiri Mana became very curious.
Were the dishes prepared by the French in the ancient world truly delicious?
What did they taste like? Did they live up to such high praise from Ryūga-san?
"That's all for now regarding the origins and development of French cuisine!"
"It's a shame that today isn't a practical lesson in French cooking!"
"Otherwise, I would have had Nakajima experience how much beauty can be revealed in what you call a trivial ancient cuisine!"
When Nakajima saw Ryūga's gaze, he couldn't help but take a step back.
He truly didn't know how delicious ancient cuisine was, but at that moment, he had to admit that he could not compare to Ryūga in understanding French cuisine.
Much of the knowledge Ryūga shared was something he had never heard of before.
Honestly, some might ask why someone like him would mock a poor student like Ryūga—shouldn't someone like that just ignore him?
This had to do with Ryūga's appearance. Even though he was a poor student, but his looks were very handsome, unlike himself, who had an ordinary appearance.
So he had the thought—if he had Ryūga's looks along with his own knowledge and skills, would Nakiri Mana look at him differently?.
That's why he was jealous of Ryūga.
But he had not expected Ryūga to possess such knowledge.
Are you kidding me? Do you call this a poor student?
Had this man been deliberately staying out of sight all this time?
Nakajima stared at Ryūga in disbelief.
But Ryūga continued calmly:
"You must study theoretical knowledge well, for in the end, it is the driving force that pushes us forward in the culinary world. Nakajima, there's one thing I hope you'll remember!"
"If you love cooking, then learning knowledge should never be for show!"
"In the vast, inexhaustible sea of knowledge, you and I are but insignificant grains of sand!"
"If you wish to rise higher, you must adopt the right attitude!"
"In my eyes, your current achievements are utterly trivial!"
"So, Nakajima-san still has to work much harder..."
At this moment, after he finished speaking, under teacher Richard's lead, the entire class burst into enthusiastic applause.
Richard approached Ryūga and said with a smile:
"I never expected Ryūga-san to possess such depth of theoretical knowledge!"
"You're right. Only by mastering enough basic knowledge can you motivate yourself to move forward!"
"Whether it's French cuisine or other types of cuisine, whether it's modern or ancient, every dish has its own charm that's worth a lifetime of study!"
"To improve continuously, we must eliminate the flaws in our cooking and preserve its beauty as much as possible!"
"That is precisely why the culinary world continues to advance!"
"At first, I wanted to discuss the basic knowledge of this field with all of you in more detail during today's lesson, but Ryūga-san has already explained everything I wanted to say. In fact, what he said was even more comprehensive than the knowledge I had prepared in my original lesson plan... In this regard, I hope you all learn from Ryūga-san!"
"I also look forward to tasting the dishes that Ryūga-san will prepare in the upcoming practical lessons!"
The lesson ended quickly.
At that moment, the students' perception of Ryūga had completely changed.
No one dared to consider Ryūga a poor student anymore.
What he had said in class alone was enough for them to ponder and study deeply.
Ignoring his classmates' complex gazes, Ryūga put his books aside and walked straight out the door.
The moment he left the classroom, a beautiful little girl quietly followed him...