Chapter 3: Cooking in Italian
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- So you're in the second stage, - The girl spoke, - My name is Menti and this big guy is Bukhara. The task of this stage is cooking.
- Cooking? - Some fat guy at number 255 took umbrage. - It's like a hunter's exam! What cooking?!
Menti got a little angry.
'Cooking? Hmm, I'm no chef, but I know a few recipes.'
- We hunters are foodies, and if you can't even pass our test, how can you even call yourself a hunter after that? - Said the girl.
That's right, that's right. Everyone is silent.
- I see you've stopped talking. So, your task will be to prepare a dish that will please both of us, right, Bukhara?
- That's right! And the main ingredient will be... Pork. - At that moment, there was a growl. It was his stomach. - It doesn't matter what kind, as long as it's from the Biska forest.
All the participants ran to find the pigs. Risotto was shocked, because one such pig was several times the size of a bear.
'Damn, but also, how am I supposed to fell this huge thing? I could kill it from the inside, but then the flavour might go bad. And the examiners aren't likely to like pork with blades and needles. I'd better see what the other contestants do, in case they find a weakness.' - As expected, the other contestants found the pigs' weak spot. It's their forehead. Risotto created a large knife from the iron in the ground. With this knife he easily pierced the forehead of the pig and dragged it back to the place of the second stage, there were already standing everything needed for cooking. All the contestants started to just roast the pigs.
'Do they seriously think that if they just roast the pigs, they can pass on? With opponents like this, I have a good chance of getting through alone. Alright, well, I need to cook something not too complicated, something even I can handle. 'Oh, right, Italian chops.'
First, wash the meat, dry it with a napkin and cut it into portions across the fibres in 1-1.5 cm thick plates.
Cover with food film or a cellophane bag and baste on both sides.
Beat the egg in a bowl.
Grate cheese on a coarse grater.
Chop herbs.
Add spices, salt to taste.
Whisk everything slightly.
Season the chops with pepper, salt and dip into the egg mixture. Dip on all sides.
Coat the chops in breadcrumbs on both sides.
Heat the vegetable oil in a frying pan and drop the chops in.
Fry the chops on both sides until browned, reduce the heat to low, cover with a lid and fry the chops for another 2 minutes.
The Italian-style chop cutlets are ready. Buon appetito.
Meanwhile, the contestants were flying out one by one. Menti rejected every dish and the fat man happily ate everything that was served. It was Risotto's turn.
- Wow! You really know something about cooking. It's not chef level, but it's still decent. Congratulations, you passed.
Bukhara was of course of the same opinion.
The rest of the contestants continued to bring equally cooked pigs, and were expectedly eliminated. The blond one, number 404, tried to decorate his dish, but did not care about the taste at all.
- That's it, I'm full,' said a satisfied Bukhara.
- Me too, I think I should make a statement: None of you have passed, except number 406.
Many were outraged and looked at Risotto with a hint of contempt.
Number 255 started prying again and then attacked Menti, but Bukhara sent him flying with one punch.
- You don't even want to try anything new! You are all worthless! - Shouted Menti, but at that moment a loud voice came from above.
- It's not good to leave only one contestant like this! - The voice was somehow old, and very loud.
From above in the air was the Hunter Association's airship. Some old man jumped off the blimp. Despite the high altitude, he fell to the ground unhurt.
- Chairman Nethero! - Menti said excitedly, What are you doing here?
- I was supposed to appear at the last stage,' Netero began to speak in complete seriousness. - But you left only one contestant, so I had to appear. Even if he's very good, that's no reason to screw up the other contestants. Tell me, did you do it because they don't want to try something new?
- No... It's just that after one of the contestants insulted the foodie hunters, I got a little angry and lost my cool... And made the exam harder... I'm not worthy of being an examiner....
- Don't criticise yourself like that. And we can't find another examiner, much less come up with a new test quickly. Think of an easier task.
- If you're so eager... It's decided! The target this time will be eggs! Chairman, could you give us a lift to the cracked mountain?
- Oh, I think I know what you mean! All right, I'll give you a lift.
After a while, they were already there. All of the participants except Risotto were heading towards some big chasm.
''Yeah, now because I'm the only one who passed the test right away, some of the contestants might start disliking me. So be it, if they try to pick on me, they'll be in trouble. After all I doubt that this power, Nen, is possessed by more than a few people here. At the very least there's Hisoka, but there might be a couple more, otherwise it's probably just ordinary people.'
Meanwhile, the rest of the contestants had already finished and returned to the airship, which immediately travelled to the site of the third stage.