Huang Jun shuttled between the classes, meticulously observing the scene of kids cutting various ingredients.
Kids in the senior class, though their techniques appeared immature, showed some skill, clearly having had plenty of practice helping their parents at home and playing house.
The ingredients they cut, though not uniform, could just barely be considered acceptable.
Moving to the middle class.
The children's skills seemed slightly inferior, but their earnestness and focus were hard to ignore.
Though the ingredients under their hands appeared somewhat haphazard, they managed to keep them within an acceptable range.
And arriving at the junior class, the sight in front of Huang Jun left him a bit bemused.
Even though they carefully used rulers to assist.
But the outcome…
Their young hands still couldn't quite manage it!
The ingredients they cut were terribly arbitrary…
Each ingredient seemed to have its own ideas, completely ignoring the rules.
