Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

Chapter 311 Do you know what Officer Yue wants to do with me?
Hanghang's father's words were like a pebble thrown into Huang Jun's heart lake, causing ripples and causing him to instantly fall into deep thought.

It stands to reason.

The noodles in this iron pot braised noodles are carefully rolled with a rolling pin produced by the system. The texture of the noodles is delicate and elastic, which can definitely satisfy the taster's pursuit of taste.

At the same time, he strictly follows the recipes provided by the system and carefully operates every step, so he should be able to present an amazing texture and taste.

This has been fully verified in the kitchen...

Liu Suyu and others have tasted the iron pot braised noodles, and they all nodded and praised it, thinking it was delicious and left them with endless aftertaste.

but…

Why does this delicious iron pot braised noodles leave a trace of regret in the mouth of Hanghang’s father?

of course.

He also knew that with his current cooking skills, there was still much room for improvement.

"Hanghang's father is also a foodie!"

How can there be such a thing as regret?

He regretted taking the initiative to let dad taste it!
"Baba!"

This is really a case of "people's hearts are not as good as snakes swallowing elephants". Not satisfied with eating the delicious iron pot braised noodles in advance, I actually want another clove of garlic to enhance the taste.

Yang Yuxi and the other three teachers couldn't help but look surprised after hearing what Hanghang's father said.

"Thank you so much! Please excuse me, Dad Qingqing."

Seeing that everyone had misunderstood what he meant, Hanghang's father quickly waved his hand and explained: "Oh, no, no, everyone has misunderstood. The iron pot braised noodles made by Qingqing's father are really delicious."

But then I thought about it...

Dad Pengpeng, do you want to make us nervous to death so that you can inherit our flowers?
Please speak clearly once and for all in the future. Don't make us uneasy because of uncertainty. Our hearts cannot bear such trouble!

I still think Huang Jun’s food is delicious!
Other parents also asked out of curiosity: "Yes! Dad Hanghang, are there any flaws in what Dad Qingqing did?"

Good guy.

But this does not mean that Huang Jun’s iron pot braised noodles are not delicious enough, but that everyone’s taste experience and preferences are different.

Everyone's taste is different, and it's normal for everyone to taste the same thing differently.

I actually forgot that this plate of braised noodles in an iron pot belongs to my son...

"Dad Qingqing, why do I need to trouble you to make a special trip here? I just said it casually." Hanghang's father did not expect that his words would be taken so seriously by Huang Jun. At this moment, he was both touched and a little sorry. After all, he had caused trouble to others. .

Parents: "..."

Huang Jun: "..."

this moment…

Realizing this, he immediately comforted him in a low voice: "Don't cry, don't cry. After school, daddy will take you to the toy store to pick out a toy you like. It's just a plate of noodles, so you won't cry. Besides, you won't cry after eating." You can also ask the teacher to add it!”

When Hanghang's father heard his son calling him, he quickly turned his head and saw that his son looked like he was about to cry.

During this time, they have been tasting the food cooked by Huang Jun.

That’s it?
He suddenly felt helpless, "I'm all ready to listen, just listen to this for me."

Hanghang on the side had just drank a few mouthfuls of egg drop soup to satisfy his craving. When he looked up, he saw that his father had almost wiped out the stewed noodles on the plate, leaving only a few scattered noodles.

He is looking forward to feedback from Hanghang’s father, hoping to get useful suggestions to further improve his cooking skills.

It's delicious every time.

therefore.

Hanghang’s father couldn’t stop eating.

His eyes widened and his mouth dropped slightly, looking like he was about to cry in the next second.

Deep in their hearts…

See what you can do!
Yang Yuxi and three other teachers: "..."

"The regret I am talking about does not actually refer to the taste itself, but to the feeling that a clove of garlic is missing."

For some diners with sensitive tongues, even the smallest imperfections may be keenly detected.

"Isn't there a saying that goes like this: 'If you eat noodles without garlic, the flavor will be reduced by half!' After eating the noodles with a big mouthful, add a few cloves of garlic, and the feeling can be described in two words: transparent! The taste is just six One word: It’s definitely more amazing!”

However, his hanging heart suddenly fell to the ground safely.

Ah~
Oops!

Hanghang's father sincerely thanked him. Faced with the subtle expressions of the people around him, he just smiled cheerfully, picked up a large mouthful of iron pot braised noodles, and ate with satisfaction.

"It's okay. I have to go back to the kitchen later to get some things, so I brought them with me." Huang Jun responded with a smile.

The noodles are soft but not rotten, and taste with a strong sauce flavor. The potatoes are soft and waxy...

Well, what about the 'regret' you said?

He smiled and said, "It's true, 'If you don't eat garlic when eating noodles, the flavor will be reduced by half.' This was my oversight and I forgot to prepare garlic for everyone. But fortunately, there is still stock in the kitchen. I will go to the kitchen later." Get some for you."

The more you eat, the better it tastes...

Fortunately, the little guy called him before crying, giving him a chance to coax him.

Otherwise, if he really bursts into tears in class 4, Hanghang’s father might become a “celebrity” in the class.

Hanghang blinked his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "But dad, if we add more, there may not be enough..."

"Well... when dad's share comes down, I will definitely share some with you." Hanghang's dad reluctantly compromised.

Next to him, Miaomiao's father was also enjoying his daughter's lunch, but his behavior was relatively restrained and he only took a big bite of each dish.

Just try it and stop it!

It's not that he doesn't want to taste a few more bites, but if he drinks too much, his end will be ugly.

My precious daughter will definitely cry to him. At that time, it will be really "I feel good to eat my daughter's lunch, and coax my daughter to the crematorium"...

However, today is the right time!
He ate the fragrant iron pot braised noodles and the smooth-tasting egg soup, feeling that every bite was particularly delicious.

Why wasn’t there such a fairy kindergarten when I was a child?
Thinking that after this lunch, it might be difficult to have such an opportunity to eat in the garden again, Miaomiao's father suddenly felt that he was simply born at the wrong time.

Next to him, Liu Qiangtao saw his daughter Yuanyuan carefully eating braised noodles in an iron pot with a spoon, occasionally taking a sip of egg drop soup, with an expression of satisfaction and joy on her face.

Although he was sitting next to his daughter, Yuanyuan did not ask him to feed her as coquettishly as she did at home.

This independent and focused eating posture was completely different from the little girl in his impression who always needed to be fed by her family.

really.

There is no child who doesn’t love to eat.

If there is!
That means the food is not to their liking!
Liu Qiangtao was deeply moved by this scene. He couldn't help but pick up his mobile phone and start recording the entire process, intending to share the joy with his wife and mother when he returned home.

Just recording and recording...

Seeing the little guy eating with relish, I became even more greedy...

Unfortunately…

Yuanyuan was so focused on cooking that she didn't notice his eager eyes at all!
In addition, he is thin-skinned and is too embarrassed to directly ask Yuanyuan for food in public, and also embarrassed to start eating directly.

Just as he was swallowing furiously, the teachers finally brought over the parents' share of the meal.

"Thank you!"

Liu Qiangtao thanked him and couldn't wait to pick up a pair of chopsticks to stew noodles in an iron pot and put them into his mouth.

The chewiness of the noodles and the rich aroma of the soup blend perfectly on the tip of the tongue. Every bite in your mouth is an explosion of satisfaction.

The braised noodles are very chewy. The moment you bite off each noodle, you can feel the right elasticity and chewiness, but it is not chewy at all. The strength is perfectly grasped, and you can enjoy the elasticity. At the same time, it is easy to swallow.

The freshness of the pork belly, the crispness of the beans, the softness of the potatoes, and the sweetness of the carrots. The aroma and texture of these ingredients are intertwined in the braised noodles, giving people an irresistible texture and taste.

Another spoonful of egg drop soup.

The egg drop is delicate and smooth, the soup is crystal clear, and every bite is full of egg fragrance and deliciousness.

A mouthful of braised noodles and a spoonful of egg drop soup. It's so delicious that I can't stop talking.

In the classroom, children and adults gathered together, but it was unexpectedly harmonious and quiet. Huang Jun turned around and saw the parents eating non-stop, nodding while eating, with a satisfied smile on their faces.

Apparently they were very satisfied with their lunch!
This made the stone hanging in Huang Jun's heart finally fall to the ground.

How could parents be dissatisfied? Whether it is braised noodles or side dishes, they are all delicious. Even the mediocre egg drop soup is delicious. This undoubtedly enhances their trust and recognition of the kindergarten kitchen.

"Hanhan is awesome! You should also eat by yourself when you go home and not be picky about food!"

Wen Xueqian witnessed Liu Ruihan's performance in kindergarten. Not only could she eat independently, but she was not picky about food. She ate meat slices, potatoes, beans, and even carrots that she didn't usually like with gusto.

This made her want to take Qingqing's father home.

After finishing her portion, she was still a little unsatisfied, but she was too embarrassed to ask the teacher for more.

By chance, she saw Hanhan going to Teacher Wang Wenxia with a plate and returning with some iron pot braised noodles.

Thinking that she and Hanhan were sitting side by side, a plan emerged in her mind.

So...

She quietly reached out to Liu Ruihan's plate with the other end of her chopsticks. Seeing the opportunity, she quickly and accurately picked up the iron pot braised noodles with a small chopstick, and then nimbly put it into her mouth.

The other parents were stunned for a moment when they saw it, and then showed surprised expressions.

I go!

What a silky smooth move!
So this is the correct way to use chopsticks? !

This time.

The surrounding parents all showed expressions of sudden realization, and then began to follow suit, using the other end of their chopsticks to secretly pick up the iron pot braised noodles from their children's plates.

Not to mention, every clip is accurate!
The successful parents ate happily, but the children couldn't help but have a big question mark in their minds.

It's obvious that my parents' plates have been empty for a long time, so why do they continue to eat?
So weird!

……

Liang Yinqiu walked slowly forward along the corridor of the classroom.

Whenever she passed a class, she would look in through the window and see the satisfied expressions of parents and children enjoying lunch, and a faint smile could not help but appear in her eyes.

Sure enough, as she expected, with Huang Jun in charge, the parents were very satisfied with the lunch in the kindergarten.

Then, she was a little greedy after hearing and seeing it, and was about to turn around and go to the kitchen to eat.

Just arrived at the kitchen door...

I haven’t even had time to say hello to Liu Suyu and the others!
Her cell phone suddenly rang.

She picked up her phone and looked at it. The caller ID turned out to be Uncle Li.

"Eh? Why did Uncle Li call me at this time?" Liang Yinqiu had a trace of doubt in his heart, but he still swiped the phone screen and answered the call.

"Hey...Uncle Li, do you have anything to do with me?"

On the other end of the phone, Uncle Li's voice sounded extremely urgent: "Director Liang, Officer Yue is here. He is now at the entrance of the kindergarten and wants to see you. You'd better come over as soon as possible!"

Hearing the news, Liang Yinqiu suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.

She hurriedly asked: "Uncle Li, do you know what Officer Yue wants to do with me?"

Uncle Li replied: "I can't explain this in a few words on the phone. You'd better come over in person!"

"Okay, I understand, I'll go over right now..."

(End of this chapter)