Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

The food stall of Class 2 was still bustling with activity. Parents and children could not wait to taste the candied haws as soon as they got their hands on them. They were instantly attracted by the intoxicating taste.

"Oh my god, this candied haws is really good, sweet and sour, and very addictive!"

"Wow, this candied haws is really authentic, the sugar coating is crispy and sweet, and the hawthorns are sour and refreshing, perfect!"

"Wow, this is definitely the best candied haws I have ever eaten, bar none!"

“The authentic taste I’ve missed for a long time, the sweetness and sourness are just right, every bite is a pleasure!”

"This candied haws reminds me of the taste of my childhood. It really brings back a lot of memories."

"..."

There was a lot of admiration and discussion all around. The parents were full of praise for the candied haws, and even the children were nodding excitedly, saying in unison, "This candied haws is so good!"
In just a few minutes...

More than a hundred strings of candied haws were sold out, and the stall of Class 2 became empty.

This also means that the children can finish their duties as little salesmen ahead of time, pack up their stalls and prepare to go home with a full sense of accomplishment and joy.
See this.

The parents and children who failed to buy the products they wished for gathered around the stall in disappointment, like a group of lost lambs, and asked in disbelief, "No way? Are they really all sold out?"

Lin Sixuan's face was filled with pride. She nodded politely and replied, "Yes, our candied haws have all been sold out."

"Oh, what a pity..."

Those parents all uttered sighs of regret, with regret written all over their faces.

One unwilling parent asked with a glimmer of hope: "Can you ask Chef Huang to make some more? The kids still want to eat more!"

Lin Sixuan smiled and shook her head, and said in a little adult tone: "Auntie, today's candied haws are all done, and we can't make them anymore. However, we should make them again in the future. Everyone is welcome to come and taste them then~"

A parent asked: "Little boy, how long is the future?"

"Auntie, I don't know about this!" Lin Sixuan blinked her eyes with a trace of childish confusion. After thinking for a while, she said softly: "We should wait until the hawthorns are ripe..."

Lin Sixuan and her classmates thought that by the time all the hawthorns were ripe again and could be made into candied haws, it would be next winter.

By that time, they had already bid farewell to kindergarten and entered elementary school, and could no longer participate in such activities.

More importantly, they will never be able to taste the delicious meals made by Uncle Huang Jun again.

This thought made them feel a little sad.

That's right.

They don't want to leave.

I hope to stay in the senior class of Doraemi Kindergarten for the rest of my life.

Of course, the prerequisite is that Huang Jun’s cooking skills are required!

Cai Jingxian added with a smile: "Our kindergarten's charity sale is held once every semester, but the candied haws are only available in the second half of the semester. Whether we will do it or not depends on the harvest, so I can't give you a definite answer."

what?
Do we have to wait another year?

what?
Even if you wait, it may not come true?
This guy gave them hope, and then extinguished it in an instant...

It’s better not to say anything!

The parents were filled with helplessness.

But the matter has come to this, what else can be done?

I have no choice but to accept this fact!

But the children were not so easy to compromise. They had long been tempted by the candied haws and kept shouting at their parents: "I want to eat candied haws. Mom (pa) is so bad. She promised to buy candied haws but she didn't buy them for me..."

"It's not that mommy (daddy) doesn't want to buy it for you. You can see it too. It's that all the candied haws are sold out. Be obedient. Mommy (daddy) will take you to buy other food, okay!"

"No! I want candied haws. I just want to eat candied haws..."

The children's heads were shaking like rattles.

This persistence makes parents feel headache and helpless. They can only silently repeat in their hearts, "This is their biological child, their biological child, their biological child" to ease the desire to beat the child and their hearts that are beating wildly on the edge of anger.

At the same time, parents try to intimidate their children by giving them a look that says, "Don't make me beat you in public."

Unfortunately, the effect is not great!

The children didn't buy it at all and continued to look like they would not give up until they achieved their goal, leaving the parents really helpless.

If it weren't for the eyes of so many parents, children and teachers around, and if it weren't for the fact that they didn't want to become the subject of laughter in the kindergarten tomorrow, the parents would really want to use the trick of "walking the children's way and leaving them with no way to go".

In desperation.

Some parents swallowed their pride and walked towards the parents who had returned home with loads of candied haws, trying to "borrow flowers to offer to Buddha."

"Excuse me, parent, can we discuss something?"

A male parent wearing glasses, who was enjoying the delicious food, looked up at the pleading parent with a puzzled look on his face: "Hmm? What's the matter? Please tell me."

The parent asked, slightly embarrassed but politely: "Can you give me a bunch of candied haws? I'll pay for it, of course!"

"Oh, no, no, we don't even have enough to eat! You should ask someone else to buy some..."

When the male parent with glasses heard that the other party was coming for the candied haws in his hand, he immediately clenched the candied haws in his hand and rejected the other party's request without hesitation.

The parent with glasses got anxious when he saw the determined attitude of the parent with glasses. He kept saying, "Come on, can I treat you to something else? My child is so greedy, please be kind and give us a skewer!"

"Uncle, please sell me a string, please..." The child also joined the begging.

finally.

After much persuasion from the children and their parents, the bespectacled male parent had no choice but to give up the candied haws and give them a string of them, in the face of his children's resentful gazes.

The father and son cherished the remaining share even more and ate it as fast as hungry dogs. At the same time, they did not forget to be alert to their surroundings, fearing that any "uninvited guests" would try to steal their candied haws.

The mother and son who were lucky enough to taste the candied haws were enjoying the sweet taste and eating it with gusto.

They loved the candied haws so much that they almost didn't want to spit out the seeds. They chewed them into pieces before reluctantly spitting them out.

"It's so delicious! This is what we call Tanghulu! The Tanghulu sold outside can't compare to this at all."

"Mom, please stop eating. Leave some for me. I don't have enough!"

"Hey, kid, I paid for it, why can't I eat more?"

Witnessing this scene, the parents who failed to buy the candied haws couldn't help but show envy on their faces. Then, their minds seemed to be activated, and they all had an idea at the same time - to follow the example of others and extend a "helping hand" to those parents who returned home with a lot of candied haws, hoping to share this sweetness.

So they began to look around, their eyes moving through the crowd, searching for the "lucky ones" who still had candied haws in their hands.

Those parents were keenly aware of the strange looks around them, and alarm bells immediately went off in their hearts, realizing that the situation was not good.

They acted quickly and carefully hid the remaining candied haws deep in their lapels, for fear of becoming the focus of everyone's attention and attracting unnecessary "requests".

After all, we are all parents who see each other every day in the kindergarten, and there are subtle friendships and face issues between us.

If a parent really asks for help, they probably won't have the heart to refuse and can only complain inwardly.

……

Yang Yuxi and the teachers from other classes, as well as the children who served as little salesmen, witnessed the joyful scene of parents and children enjoying the candied haws, listened to their praises, and swallowed their saliva involuntarily with eager light in their eyes.
How delicious would this be!
such a pity…

They don't have the chance to taste this sweetness themselves...

Even the two little ones, Qingqing and Weiwei, couldn't help being tempted by this delicious food. Their little tongues unconsciously licked the corners of their mouths, and their eyes were full of desire for the candied haws.

I secretly planned in my heart that when I have the chance, I must ask my father to make candied haws for them personally so that they can eat them all at once and satisfy their little cravings.

After a brief moment of greed, Yang Yuxi and other teachers from other classes suddenly remembered their own business.

"The sugar-coated haws of the senior class (2) have been sold out. Now is our chance. Come on, everyone, cheer up and get ready for the challenge!" Yang Yuxi clapped her hands and said encouragingly. Xie Jianing made a suggestion: "Teacher Yang, when we shout, can we also add the three words 'Huangchu Brand'? This way, we can not only attract more customers' attention, but also make our spinach steamed cakes sell faster, and the children can close the stall and go home to rest earlier."

Hearing this, Yang Yuxi frowned slightly, but felt a little hesitant.

She knew very well that Huang Jun's reputation was undoubtedly a powerful help, but deep down she did not want to rely too much on this resource, and was even more worried that this move might cause Huang Jun's displeasure.

She finally voiced her concerns: "But... this doesn't seem quite right... let's just keep it as it is and not add the 'yellow chef' label."

Xie Jianing understood it, so she didn't force it and nodded in agreement.

Then Qingqing and Weiwei acted as little salesmen, taking the spinach steamed cakes cut into small pieces to let the parents taste them and encourage them to buy them.

Qingqing and Weiwei, who received the order, each held a small plate of tempting spinach steamed cake in their little hands, and carefully walked among the parents, calling out as they walked: "Auntie, uncle, come and try our spinach steamed cake, it's fragrant and soft!"

Just at this moment...

The food stalls of other classes also started to get busy, with enthusiastic shouts coming one after another:

"If you pass by, don't miss the Huangchu ginger and jujube tea from Dorami Kindergarten. A sip will warm your stomach and heart."

"Uncles, aunties, grandparents, and children, come and have a look...Doraemi Kindergarten Huangchu brand snow pear soup, it clears away heat and cleanses the lungs, you deserve it~"

"You love me, I love you, Doraemi Huangchu brand fruit platter is sweet~"

"..."

These tempting shouts were like an irresistible magic that immediately attracted the attention of parents and children who originally wanted to taste spinach steamed cake.

So...

They didn't even have time to take a closer look at who the salesperson was, so they just declined politely: "No, no, let's go to other classes. Thank you, kids..."

Faced with this sudden competition, Qingqing and Weiwei were not discouraged. Instead, they continued to sell with a smile: "Auntie, uncle, this is the spinach steamed cake that my father taught the children in our class to make. It's delicious. You can try it first. If you like it, you can come to our class's food stall to buy it. If you don't think it tastes good, you don't have to buy it~"

such a pity…

The parents and children were so distracted by the three words "Yellow Chef's Brand" issued by the food stalls of other classes that they didn't hear what Qingqing and Weiwei said at all.

They rushed towards the direction where the shouting came from, fearing that if they arrived too late, they would not be able to buy anything.

Qingqing and Weiwei stood there, looking at the crowd that was gradually thinning out and going away, and couldn't help feeling a little lost and confused.

Weiwei's eyes flashed with doubt, and she whispered to Qingqing, "Sister, why didn't the uncles and aunts stop to taste it before leaving? Don't they like the spinach steamed cake we made?"

Hearing this, Qingqing quickly shook her head, with a determined light in her eyes: "Sister, don't think too much. The spinach steamed cake we made is so delicious, how could anyone not like it! Besides, this was made by Daddy helping us! There is no way anyone would not like it."

"Then why did they leave without even trying?" Weiwei asked.

"Maybe it was because the other classes were shouting too loudly and our voices were not loud enough, so they didn't notice us. So they went to other stalls." Qingqing speculated.

"Oh, is that so?"

Weiwei seemed to be thinking about something, and was thinking that when she was selling the goods later, maybe she could do as the other classes did and not mention "Dad" but "Yellow Chef Brand". Wouldn't that be more effective?

While Weiwei was thinking...

Qingqing noticed that some residents were approaching. She quickly adjusted her state, showed a sweet smile, and walked forward with Weiwei: "Hello, grandpa and grandma, our kindergarten is holding a 'fruit and vegetable food charity sale'. This is the spinach steamed cake made by our third grade class. Please try it. I hope you like it. If you think it tastes good, you are welcome to come to our stall to buy it!"

The old men and women who had come to watch and join in the fun subconsciously waved their hands and refused: "No, we're just looking around."

They had participated in the kindergarten's food sale before, but the food tasted mediocre, so this time they came simply to join in the fun and did not plan to buy anything.

"Grandpa, grandma, you guys can try it. It's okay if you don't want to buy it!"

As she spoke, Qingqing picked up a small piece of spinach cake with a toothpick and handed it to them.

"Yeah, it's okay if you don't buy it, you can try it first!" Weiwei also imitated Qingqing, picked up the spinach steamed cake on the plate and handed it to the aunt in front of her.

Faced with the feeding of two cute little girls who looked like babies, the grandpas and grandmas naturally couldn't bear to refuse, and smiled and stretched out their hands to take it: "Thank you, little friends..."

"You're welcome…"

Qingqing and Weiwei answered in unison, with even brighter smiles on their faces.

The old man and woman who received the cake tasted the small piece of spinach steamed cake, and as they chewed it, an expression of incredible surprise gradually appeared on their faces.

The old man exclaimed: "Oh, this steamed cake tastes good!"

"Yes, spinach can be made into such delicious steamed cakes. The craftsmanship is really amazing!" The aunt also praised.

The other uncles and aunts nearby all gathered around with curiosity, asking, "Is it really that delicious?"

"This spinach steamed cake has a soft texture, fragrant aroma, and the unique fresh taste of spinach. It is so delicious!" The old man praised it again.

Listening to the old man's vivid description, coupled with the bursts of fresh fragrance, the people around couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

How delicious this spinach steamed cake must be!

They couldn't help but pick up the toothpick, picked up a small piece of spinach cake and started eating.

moment.

Everyone was conquered by its unique taste.

"It's really good... It's not inferior to the steamed cakes I bought in the store, and it's even better!"

"Yes, yes! This spinach cake is suitable for all ages. The flavor of spinach is just right, not too strong nor too bland. Even an elderly person without teeth can enjoy it easily, and there will be no sticky feeling in the mouth after eating it."

"..."

Qingqing listened to the praises from people around her, with a happy smile on her face. She said, "Of course it's delicious. My dad taught us how to make it."

"Little boy, is your father a pastry chef?" an old man asked curiously.

"My dad is the chef in the kindergarten!" Qingqing answered proudly.
Oh!
So that’s it, the chef from the kindergarten was involved in the preparation!

No wonder this steamed cake tastes so good.

Although these uncles and aunts were not very familiar with Huang Jun's name, they had heard of the chef of Dolaimi Kindergarten.

During this semester, whenever it was time for dinner in the garden, the tempting aroma wafting out always made them salivate, and they had long wanted to taste the cooking skills of the garden's chef.

But the garden does not sell it to the public, so they have no chance to taste it.

Now that the opportunity has come, they naturally don't want to miss it.

So, they all rushed to the food stall of Class 3 and started buying food.

Some parents standing by were stunned when they saw this scene.

I learned that these elderly people went there for the delicious spinach steamed cake, and that Huang Jun taught the children in the Primary 3 class how to make it…

Parents reacted immediately...

Then I went straight to the stall of Class 3 to buy some spinach steamed cakes to try.

pity…

It's too late!
The spinach steamed cakes are basically bought up by these grandpas and grandmas, they can’t buy any more…

this moment.

The parents all shed two wide noodles tears silently in their hearts.

There was once a sincere sales offer in front of him, but he did not cherish it. When he lost it, he regretted it deeply. This is the most painful thing in the world.

If God could give him another chance, he would say three words to the two girls: I bought it. (End of this chapter)