Of course, the most important thing is that since ancient times, China has believed that chefs are inferior to others. Even the ancients said that gentlemen stay away from the kitchen. Even though the salaries of excellent chefs are not expensive, more chefs still barely get enough food and clothing. After all, they are the blue-collar class and have no status in society.

Although there have been improvements in recent years, chefs are still far inferior to civil servants in general. These golden rice bowls and other institutions are just a little better than technicians.

Of course, except for top chefs, but how many people are there? And if you can do a profession with more treatment and status than chefs, would you go?

Since seeing the hard work of a chef while working, Ji Meng has kept his yearning for a chef in the deepest part of his heart. At the same time, he reminded himself that he was okay to study food in his spare time, but at most he would not treat it as a hobby. You must know that even the food major he studied was difficult to find a job after graduation...

“Unliked?!”

The gossip girl wearing glasses widened her eyes, as if she had heard something incredible.

She looked at Ji Meng carefully, and her confused gaze made him feel faint...

“Is there any…is there any problem?”

“It’s so problematic!”

The girl grabbed Ji Meng's arm and said loudly:

"You can make attractive meals, participate in various competitions and TV shows. You can have high incomes, high status, and excellent people can even capture billions of fans, participate in international competitions and leave their names in history. Your influence is not even comparable to ordinary entertainment stars. How can such a great profession be unpopular?! Even among all professions related to food, chefs are among the best?! That is, pastry chefs and bartenders can barely compete."

Ji Meng:???

Wait and wait...

Are we talking about the same profession?

Is this a fucking chef? Are you sure you are not talking about artists and celebrities?

Ji Meng suddenly felt that his head was a little confused, and the world seemed to be different from what he knew...

"Ding-dong-dang-dang...dang-dang-dang-dang-dang..."

At this moment, a pleasant ringtone rang.

The gossip girl's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly shouted:

"Oh! It's broken! I forgot that there is still history class. That old peddler is quite strict. Let's go back soon!"

After saying that, she took her hand and ran away without waiting for Ji Meng to answer.

History class?

Ji Meng hesitated for a moment and then followed naturally. He was now full of doubts and curiosity, and wanted to know what was wrong with this world...

History class...maybe a good choice.

...

Ten minutes later.

Ji Meng sat in the spacious and bright classroom, staring at the textbooks on the desk in a daze.

On the textbook that was spread out, on the left is a familiar image of a kind-hearted and handsome old man, which is no different from the portrait of Confucius who had seen countless times in his previous life, but only the text on the right...

"Confucius was the founder of the Confucian school and the most saint of Confucianism and Taoism. He first created private lectures, proposed to teach without distinction, teach according to aptitude, etc., to break the situation of aristocratic monopoly education..."

So far, it seems normal, but then-

"He is also a pioneer of Chinese food and is also respected as a saint of food. His book "Esophagus" has a great influence on later generations and laid the foundation for Chinese food theory and culture. "Esophagus" and "Analects of Confucius", "Mencius", "Doctor of the Mean" and "The Great Learning" are known as the Five Books of China, and have a profound influence around the world..."

Ji Meng:...
Chapter completed!