Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

Chapter 198 If you don’t finish the work, you won’t be able to eat.
In an office building conference room.

Wan Zhenhong and Xin Jinghui sat quietly.

They had eaten a few pieces of mung bean cake to cushion their stomachs, and then stopped what they were doing, neither continuing to enjoy nor reaching out to touch the colorful fruit platter.

The reason for this is simple.

Both of them were looking forward to the upcoming lunch.

Those carefully selected fruits are sweet and delicious, but in their minds, how can they be compared with the delicious lunch carefully prepared by Chef Huang?
So...

They decided to save their appetite for lunch so that they could wholeheartedly enjoy the feast they had longed for.

As for the remaining mung bean cakes on the plate, they did not give up.

The two of them cooperated tacitly, and when everyone was not paying attention, they quickly picked up the mung bean cakes on the plate one by one and skillfully put them into the plastic bag prepared by Wan Zhenhong in advance.

so repeatedly.

They didn't stop with satisfaction until all the mung bean cakes on the plate were taken away.

The aroma instantly awakened their senses and made them tremble.

However, he paused for a moment, with a look of anticipation on his face, and continued: "As long as it is made by Chef Huang, no matter which sweet and sour dish it is, it will be extremely delicious. We are just waiting for a full meal at lunch Bar!"

Each one of them absentmindedly glanced at the expert judges as they flipped through the materials, with a kind of confusion and trance in their eyes.

Wan Zhenhong nodded in agreement, and then said with a smile: "Old Xin, how about we have a little fun, how about a fifty-cent bet? Let's guess what candy Chef Huang prepared for everyone at noon today. Vinegar pork ribs or sweet and sour pork?”

The alluring aroma of sweet and sour pork ribs quietly seeped out from the cracks in the window, like a slender ribbon, dancing lightly in the breeze and gently passing by their noses.

Xin Jinghui frowned, closed his eyes, and tried to search for the dish corresponding to this scent in his memory.

Their minds had already drifted far away, and they were not at all focused on the evaluation materials in front of them.

When Wan Zhenhong heard this, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes. He leaned closer to the window, took a deep breath of air, turned to Xin Jinghui and whispered softly: "It is indeed a sweet and sour aroma, Lao Xin, can you smell the yellow?" Did the chef cook any sweet and sour dishes today?"

When Wan Zhenhong heard this, he immediately became interested and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? Then tell me, what is the fun thing to bet on?"

Their trouser pockets also became bulging.

As for the discussions among the expert judges, they also listened to them one after another without really being involved at all.

After a while, he opened his eyes, shook his head and said: "There is the smell of meat, but it's hard to say which one it is. It may be sweet and sour pork ribs, or it may be sweet and sour pork. My ability is limited, so it's really difficult. Distinguish it.”

If others saw it, they would definitely take a few more glances and wonder if they were hiding some big treasure!
at this time.

This is…

Huh?
What a delicious smell!

Xin Jinghui thought for a while, with a playful smile on his lips, and said slowly: "No matter what, I have to bet on your long-collected bottle of Moutai! This will be a bit challenging and make our bet more interesting. ”

Sudden.

He savored the sweet and sour smell, as well as the faint scent of meat.

Xin Jinghui murmured softly: "There is a sweet and sour fragrance, it seems to be sweet and sour..."

Xin Jinghui looked at Wan Zhenhong with an expression that said, "How dare you mention a fifty-cent bet?" and said disdainfully: "Fifty-cent? Lao Wan, you are too stingy! You have to bet on something interesting no matter what!" "

Hi!
You old guy.

He even missed Wan Zhenhong’s long-cherished bottle of Moutai!

Wan Zhenhong looked at Xin Jinghui with a speechless look that said, "There is always a bitch who cares about my Moutai." After a long while, he sighed, shook his head and said: "Old Xin, you are really getting better and better as you live, why are you still not satisfied with your greed? My bottle of Moutai has been my favorite for many years, why are you like that greedy old Jiao, thinking about my family fortune!"

Xin Jinghui chuckled and said nonchalantly: "Lao Wan, no matter how good this Maotai is, there must be someone who knows how to appreciate it! If you hide it and don't drink it, then you are really wasting it! Why don't you take it out and let us Wouldn’t it be a wonderful thing to have a good tasting together?”

Wan Zhenhong: "..."

Should have known so.

He shouldn't have mentioned the bet.

it's good now!

You shot yourself in the foot!

When Xin Jinghui saw that Wan Zhenhong was silent, he already understood in his heart - this old guy must be feeling sorry for his precious bottle of Moutai, and he was reluctant to take it out as a bet.

A joking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he asked leisurely: "Old Wan, please give me a happy word. Should we continue this bet or give it up?"

Wan Zhenhong glared at him: "Let it go, let it go! That bottle of Maotai has been my favorite for many years, but I can't take it out as a bet easily."

Fine!

Seeing this, Xin Jinghui stopped dwelling on the gambling and turned his attention to the aroma wafting from the window.

He closed his eyes slightly and smelled the aroma of sweet and sour vegetables...

"Huh? The sweet and sour aroma is mixed with a faint vegetable aroma. It seems that Chef Huang has started making vegetarian dishes now..." Xin Jinghui opened his eyes and murmured to himself.

When Wan Zhenhong heard this, he also became interested. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Xin Jinghui and asked: "Old Xin, guess what vegetarian dish Chef Huang is cooking now?"

Xin Jinghui turned his head and looked at Wan Zhenhong quietly, his eyes full of teasing and ridicule, as if to say: "What the hell, Lao Wan, what do you want to bet with me again? Let me tell you, if the gambling money is not I have no interest in your bottle of Moutai that has been collected for many years."

What are you looking at?

It is impossible to bet on Moutai, and it is impossible to bet on Moutai in this life.

Wan Zhenhong, who understood deeply, ignored Xin Jinghui and continued to smell the fragrance through the window. Seeing this, Xin Jinghui touched his nose with some boredom, then turned to the window, took a deep breath of the aroma, with an intoxicated expression on his face: "But then again, this kind of food can be smelled but not eaten. It feels really tortured!”

"Who says it's not the case! I really want to start dinner now..."

Wan Zhenhong nodded, expressing his strong desire.

Fortunately, as time passed, they finally arrived at noon.

After Wan Zhenhong glanced at his watch, he immediately stood up and suggested energetically: "Director Liang, it's getting late, and all the expert reviewers must be a little tired and hungry. We're going to do this this morning." Let’s finish the work here. How about having a meal first?”

Xin Jinghui followed closely and echoed: "Yes, yes, Director Liang, let's go have a meal first. After eating and drinking, the evaluation work in the afternoon will be more efficient."

As soon as these words came out.

The review experts couldn't help but look surprised.

Saying.

Why do the two leaders suddenly care so much about them?
Not only did you advise them to eat more fruit, but now you are worried that they are tired and hungry, so you proactively suggest that they go have a meal first?

In the past, leaders always put on a strict attitude of "If you don't finish the work, you won't be able to eat", which made them feel even more stressed.

Now, the leaders' sudden change in attitude has left them feeling a bit confused.

Is it because today's review work is particularly important that the leaders are particularly concerned about their physical condition? Or is it because their work performance has been recognized by their leaders that they are so considerate to them?

Whatever the reason, reviewers found the change uncomfortable.

They all looked at each other, and saw a look of confusion in each other's eyes.

Jiao Ziming, who had learned the true purpose of Wan Zhenhong's trip, did not seem too surprised. Instead, he felt that this was a reasonable thing.

of course.

The sense of expectation that had settled down in his heart became active again.

He would like to see later, what is so unique about the meal that his two old friends miss so much?

Liang Yinqiu and Liu Suyu instantly understood Wan Zhenhong's true thoughts.

Liang Yinqiu nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, Director Wan and Director Xin are right. All the review experts must be feeling a little tired. How about we move to the canteen to eat first! We will continue the review work in the afternoon. , This will also allow everyone to regain their energy and better devote themselves to the next work.”

Liu Suyu also echoed: "That's right, experts, thank you for your hard work, let's go eat first. The cafeteria has prepared a sumptuous lunch, I hope everyone will like it."

"Okay, then let's eat first!"

Jiao Ziming nodded.

Other reviewers also agreed.

After all, it is very pleasant for them to be able to relax a little and enjoy lunch amidst the intense and busy review work.

So...

Everyone stood up one after another and followed Liang Yinqiu out of the conference room and headed towards the canteen.

They were chatting and laughing along the way, exchanging their views and feelings on the morning's review work, and discussing their professional opinions and review experiences. But soon, their attention was attracted by the increasingly rich aroma wafting in the wind. attract.

At first, the scent was only faint, but as they got closer, the scent became stronger and stronger, making them all unable to help but sniff it vigorously.

"It smells so good...it smells like it's coming from the kitchen in the kindergarten!" Jie Shufang's eyes lit up.

Hey hey hey!
Shufang, be more confident and remove the word "like".

Wan Zhenhong and Xin Jinghui tacitly complained in their hearts.

Wan Zhenhong couldn't help but corrected: "This fragrance comes from the garden!"

"what……"

Jie Shufang let out a slight cry of surprise.

Saying.

Can a kindergarten kitchen have such a fragrance?

In her memory, kindergarten kitchens are usually simple and plain, and most of the meals cooked are home-cooked. Although the taste is good, it is definitely not so rich and attractive.

Moreover, the last time she came to Doremi Kindergarten for review, the food in the kitchen had never been so delicious!

Could it be that after three years, the chefs in the garden have become better at cooking?
I just don’t know how it tastes!
It doesn't smell fragrant, but tastes normal, right?

Many expert judges also had the same idea as her.

Jiao Ziming smelled the fragrance and suddenly understood why Wan Zhenhong and Xin Jinghui had been thinking about the food in Duo Laimi Kindergarten.

Just the aroma indicates the deliciousness of the dish, it must be extraordinary!

Wan Zhenhong continued with a smile: "Let me tell you, the working meals in Doremi Kindergarten are absolutely treasure-level, and the cooking skills of the chefs in the garden are also first-rate. Compared with the state banquet chefs... you can also say, Not even close!"

Although he has never tasted the skills of the state banquet chef, in his mind, Huang Jun's skills can definitely compete with the state banquet chef's skills!

Although Xie Shufang and others smiled politely, they always felt that Wan Zhenhong's words were a bit too exaggerated.

The cooking skills of the state banquet chef are well-known at home and abroad. How can he be easily caught up and surpassed by the kindergarten chef?

(End of this chapter)