Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

In the kitchen of Doraemi Kindergarten, in the operation room.

Huang Jun skillfully kneaded the dough with one hand and flexibly mixed the filling with the other hand. With both hands flying, in a blink of an eye, delicate, small, oval-shaped buns bloomed lightly at his fingertips and quickly took shape.

The movements are as fast as lightning, yet precise and regular.

These small buns, both in shape and size, are identical, as if copied and pasted, and are arranged in an orderly manner, which makes people happy at the sight of them. Not only do they arouse infinite reverie of the taste buds, but they are also a pleasing visual enjoyment.

When it comes to pan-fried buns, they come in a variety of shapes and the methods used in different places are different: some places make them into ordinary bun shapes and fry them in a pan; some are randomly pinched together like dumplings; and others are round and cute in appearance, like small steamed buns, but contain rich fillings inside.

In short, no matter what form of pan-fried buns, they all have their own characteristics, it’s up to you to choose.

In the afternoon class, Huang Jun taught the method of making dumplings in order to make it easy for the children to get started.

But his personal preference is the oval, flat pan-fried buns he is making now, which look like a smaller pie.

This shape allows them to stick to the bottom of the pan better, making them more colorful and crispy on the bottom when fried.

Take one bite...

Crispy and delicious, bursting on the tip of your tongue...

Huang Jun spread a layer of oil evenly on the pan, then placed the pan-fried dumplings neatly on it and cooked them over high heat.

As the oil temperature rose and smoke rose in the pot, he slowly poured the water starch he had prepared into the pot, making sure the water level just covered one-third of the pan-fried dumplings. He then covered the pot and simmered the dumplings.

The starch water was bubbling and bubbling in the pot. After the violent steam cooked the dumplings, the water gradually evaporated and the remaining starch formed a layer of golden, crispy pot stickers at the bottom of the pot, connecting all the dumplings together.

Qian Guoxiang, who was assisting at the side, listened to the sizzling sound of frying in the pan and smelled the aroma that quietly diffused into the entire operation room through the lid. His Adam's apple moved up and down unconsciously. He could hardly stop his saliva from flowing. He stared at the pan without blinking, his heart itching, and he couldn't wait to taste this delicious food.

"Wow...it smells so good..."

"Hmm, they smell really good... The pan-fried buns made by dad are more delicious than the ones we make. I want to eat the pan-fried buns made by dad..."

Qingqing and Weiwei, who were playing in a corner of the cafeteria, smelled the tempting aroma and swallowed their saliva involuntarily. A look of desire appeared on their little faces. Then they slid down from the high dining chairs nimbly, kicked their legs, and ran to the edge of the operating room impatiently, but stopped helplessly.

It’s not that they don’t want to enter the operating room…

But faced with the tedious disinfection procedures, the two little ones were helpless...

I could only stand outside the door, tiptoeing like two little flowers trying to grow upwards, looking up at the busy figures in the operation room, and through the transparent glass window, I spoke to my father inside in a baby voice, "Daddy, Daddy, we want to eat the pan-fried dumplings you made, we want to eat them so much~"

"Okay, okay, got it. Don't worry, my little greedy cats. Daddy will bring it to you right away. Everyone will have a share and everyone will have something to eat!"

Huang Jun agreed and turned to look at the two little babies, a fatherly smile unconsciously appearing on the corners of his mouth.

He flipped the spatula in his hand lightly, and a dozen golden, crispy, tightly connected pan-fried buns were easily scooped up like the moon surrounded by stars.

He placed the pan-fried buns neatly on a large plate, upside down and bottom up. The golden and crispy bottoms made people salivate at the mere sight of them, and they couldn't help but want to take a few bites.

"Chef Qian, please serve the remaining pan-fried dumplings. I'll take them out to the two little ones first, so they won't have to wait too long..."

Huang Jun spoke softly to Qian Guoxiang beside him, then turned around and took out two pairs of exquisite bowls and chopsticks, carefully picked out four golden and crispy pan-fried buns from the plate, and evenly distributed them into two bowls, two in each bowl, neither more nor less.

It's not that he's stingy.

In fact, it was out of consideration for the children's health - the two little ones had already tasted the pan-fried dumplings they made themselves, and their little stomachs were already a little full. Eating more might hurt their spleen and stomach.

"Okay, Chef Huang, go ahead and do your work. I'll take care of this."

Qian Guoxiang took the shovel with a smile and watched Huang Jun leave.

Huang Jun walked out of the operation room carrying two bowls of steaming hot pan-fried dumplings, and gently handed them to Qingqing and Weiwei, saying softly, "Come on, Qingqing, Weiwei, take them."

"Thank you daddy..."

After Qingqing and Weiwei thanked happily, they couldn't wait to run towards the dining area of ​​the cafeteria with their bowls in their hands.

Huang Jun looked at their backs as they walked away, his heart full of love, and reminded them loudly: "Remember, the pan-fried buns are delicious only when they are hot, but be careful not to burn your mouth, blow on them gently before eating."

"Dad, I know. I've already eaten it before, so I know how to eat it."

"Yes, yes, I'm not a three-year-old kid anymore, I know how to eat pan-fried dumplings~"

Hearing the two little guys' responses, Huang Jun smiled dotingly, then turned around and returned to the operating room with peace of mind.

Once you step into the operating room...

Huang Jun saw Qian Guoxiang couldn't wait to pick up a tempting golden pan-fried bun and stuffed it into his mouth regardless of the burn.

"Click~"

With a crisp sound, the skin of the pan-fried bun reaches extreme crispness due to the careful frying. You can feel the crispness the moment you bite it.

But what is even more surprising is that the part close to the filling is extremely soft and tender.

When the teeth bite through the skin, a slightly hot soup will rush out, like a long-awaited rain after a long drought, instantly filling the entire mouth.

The soup seemed to be carefully sealed in this small bun. Once it found an outlet, it would flow freely, carrying the rich aroma of onions and spreading everywhere.

Next, there is the unique toughness and elasticity of the vermicelli when it is bitten, adding a layered taste to this delicious food.

The seemingly inconspicuous but actually juicy meat pieces are perfectly integrated with the crispy outer and tender inner bun skin. Every bite is the ultimate tease to the taste buds, making people indulge in it.

"Oh, this pan-fried bun contains so much juice, and it tastes so delicious." Qian Guoxiang's eyes couldn't help but shine with amazement, and he was completely moved by the deliciousness of this pan-fried bun.

Seeing Huang Jun coming back, he still couldn't put down his bag. He couldn't help but give a thumbs up while eating, and called out with admiration: "Chef Huang, your cooking skills are amazing!"

"No, no, as long as you guys enjoy your meal, I'm satisfied!"

Huang Jun smiled slightly, responded, and then started to fry the second pot so that the teachers and leaders of the kindergarten could have some when they came over.

……

On the playground.

Through the joint efforts of teachers from each class and the leaders of the kindergarten, all kinds of equipment needed for temporary cooking teaching have been placed in an orderly manner.

"Whoo~"

Yang Yuxi wiped the sweat from her forehead, took a long breath, and said with a smile: "After a lot of hard work, I finally tidied this place up and restored it to its original appearance..."

"Alas, it really fits the old saying, 'Observing a class is fun, but cleaning up the crematorium is a disaster!'" Xie Jianing pretended to be complaining, rubbing her aching waist, half jokingly and half seriously complaining: "I, an old man born in the 95s, almost died here."

"Yes, yes, it's really not easy!"

Jiang Xinzhuo nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of emotion: "I can only say that being a teacher is not easy, so cherish it while you can!"

"Okay, okay, everyone, stop complaining." Cai Jingxian shook her head helplessly but with a smile, and suggested: "If you have the time, you might as well go to the kitchen and try the pan-fried dumplings made by Chef Huang!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caused ripples among the crowd.

Wei Siyi's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly in agreement: "Yes, yes, yes, let's go quickly. I have been looking forward to this moment. It is only with this thought that I have been able to hold on until now..."

Xie Jianing also took a deep breath of the tempting aroma in the air, with an intoxicated look on her face: "I smelled that tempting aroma from a long distance away. I feel that compared to the craftsmanship that the children tried, this taste is simply better. I believe it will shine at the feast of taste buds..."

"Then what are you waiting for... Hurry up and go..."

The teachers joked with each other and went to the kitchen in groups of three or four with anticipation.

Entering the kitchen door and passing through the slightly empty cafeteria dining area, they were pleasantly surprised to find that the two little ones, Qingqing and Weiwei, were already sitting at the dining table, holding a pan-fried bun in their chopsticks and eating it with gusto, with satisfied smiles on their little faces and their little feet gently shaking.

Obviously it was a delicious meal!
Xie Jianing and Yang Yuxi smiled at each other and couldn't help but step forward and greet them with a smile: "Qingqing, Weiwei, you guys are eating so deliciously!"

Huh?
Who is calling me?

Hearing the voice, Qingqing raised her head. She hadn't recovered from the delicious food yet. She blinked her big eyes in confusion, with some stuffing on her mouth, looking cute and innocent. Weiwei looked up and saw that it was Xie Jianing and Yang Yuxi. She continued to chew while mumbling, "Hello, Teacher Xie, Hello, Teacher Yang."

Yang Yuxi smiled and nodded, and considerately picked up the tissue on the table to wipe the stuffing from the corner of Qingqing's mouth.

Xie Jianing deliberately teased the two little ones and pretended to be angry and said, "Hey, Qingqing, Weiwei, you are eating secretly. You didn't even call the teacher when you had something delicious. That's really not nice of you."

Qingqing: “∑(△｀)?!”

Weiwei: “─━_─━”

Teacher Xie, you are talking nonsense...

Weiwei looked innocent, and made a three-fold denial expression, saying "I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense", and seriously corrected, "Teacher Xie, my sister and I didn't eat secretly, we were eating openly..."

She couldn't think of the word "above board" for the moment, so she could only use "clearly and openly" instead.

"Thank you, Teacher. My sister is right. We really didn't eat anything secretly!" Qingqing nodded her little head vigorously to prove her innocence.

Seeing the two little guys so clever and cute, Xie Jianing couldn't help but smile. She leaned over and responded gently: "Okay, the teacher misunderstood you. You didn't eat secretly. You ate openly."

Then, she teased Weiwei deliberately: "This pan-fried bun smells so good, Weiwei, are you willing to share one with the teacher?"

Weiwei listened and showed a reluctant expression on her face. She hesitated for a moment, then picked up another hot, golden fried bun from the bowl and handed it to Xie Jianing carefully, her eyes full of expectation and reluctance: "Teacher Xie, I'll give it to you, but you have to eat it in small bites. It's really delicious."

"Okay, thank you. I'll give you a fried bun later!"

Xie Jianing didn't hesitate to be polite. She smiled and took it, then put it to her lips and took a big bite.

She bit a big hole in the pan-fried bun in an instant, and the skin and the filling rushed into her mouth.

The rich onion aroma from the filling hits your nose, intertwined with the crisp texture of the vermicelli. The soup is full and every bite is an ultimate temptation to your taste buds.

The crispy bun skin adds a touch of layering to this delicious dish.

"Wow, it's so delicious! The skin is so thin that it's almost transparent, the fillings are full, and the texture is crispy yet tender. I didn't know that pan-fried buns can be so amazing..."

She uttered sincere exclamations as she ate, the rhythm of her chewing causing her head to sway slightly, and the food in her mouth made her voice muffled, but the happiness she felt was obvious.

"See, I was saying, how could those little brats make such delicious pan-fried dumplings in one go? It turns out this is the difference between the knockoff version and the genuine one, the difference is not even a little bit..."

After the pan-fried dumplings made by the other children came out of the pot, she also tried some. Although they tasted delicious, compared with Huang Jun’s pan-fried dumplings, both the ingredients and the dough kneading techniques seemed a bit immature, and the pan-fried dumplings did not fully realize their potential.

Qingqing: "^_^"

Huh?
Teacher Xie, are you saying that the pan-fried dumplings made by those kids are not tasty?
Including mine and my sister's?

Weiwei: “(°ー°〃)”

He ate my pan-fried dumplings and said the ones made by our kids were not good.

Shiitake mushrooms, feeling blue and sad, unhappy!
But...

It seems that Mr. Xie is not wrong...

The pan-fried dumplings my dad makes are indeed tastier than mine...

Other teachers and garden leaders: “\(“▔□▔)/\(“▔□▔)/\(“▔□▔)/”

Teacher Xie, you ate the pan-fried dumplings from the other kid’s bowl and complained that the dumplings made by the other kid were not good…

Are you polite?
Xie Jianing didn't notice other people's gazes at all. After eating a fried bun, she wanted to lick her hands, but found that there was no oil on her hands at all. This shows Huang Jun's control skills.

"Qingqing's father's cooking skills are amazing!" Xie Jianing sighed, wishing she could disinfect herself immediately so that she could go into the operation room and grab a few pan-fried dumplings to continue eating.

A feast for your taste buds!
Just then.

Qian Guoxiang came over with a large tray and said with a smile: "Dear teachers and school leaders, come and try the freshly baked pan-fried buns..."

"Thank you!"

Xie Jianing thanked him and immediately picked up a plate of pan-fried buns from the tray. She gave two more to Qingqing and Weiwei before continuing to eat.

Others stopped being spectators and the most important thing right now was to eat the fried dumplings quickly!

If you eat one less of these delicious pan-fried buns, you’d be at a huge loss!
……

"Oh, I really can't take it anymore. I can't stop eating these pan-fried dumplings. My stomach is about to burst!"

Yang Yuxi lazily leaned back in the chair, her face filled with happiness and satisfaction. Now she felt that even moving was a luxury.

Liu Suyu, who was standing next to him, saw this and shook her head helplessly: "Yuxi, these pan-fried dumplings are delicious, but you can't eat eight of them at once without restraint! Aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

Facing her friend's reminder, Yang Yuxi winked playfully and said confidently, "Sister Su Yu, don't worry, I'm naturally beautiful and I won't get fat no matter how much I eat."

Hearing this, Liu Suyu raised a playful smile: "Are you sure? Don't go to the gym secretly at night and lift weights!"

Yang Yuxi was touched in the heart, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, but then she suddenly had an idea and turned the tables: "Haha, Sister Su Yu, we are the same. Didn't you just eat six in a flash? Aren't you afraid?"

Liu Suyu smiled calmly: "Don't worry, I am also born with beauty and I can't give up. The flesh grows where it should grow."

Looking at Liu Suyu's proud figure, Yang Yuxi realized that she seemed to have lost in this "natural beauty" competition: "..."

indeed!

Although she doesn't have a fat body, all her fat goes to the right places. She is not stingy with the places that should be plump, and the places that shouldn't be plump are just right.

Yang Yuxi looked at the "weapon" on Liu Suyu's chest that was no longer D in size and had a tendency to continue to grow, and suddenly felt that the clown was actually herself.

"Alright, alright, two beauties, stop making trouble."

Cai Jingxian interrupted Yang Yuxi and Liu Suyu's jokes with a smile, and then said: "At first, I was full of praise for the children's pan-fried dumplings, but after trying Chef Huang's cooking, I finally understood what it meant to say 'This taste should only be found in heaven, how many times can you taste it in the world'!"

"Yes, the children's cooking skills are indeed amazing, enough to make the parents dumbfounded and amazed." Zheng Yujia smiled and added: "I bet these parents must be wondering if they have given birth to a little cooking god. Their own children's talent for cooking makes them feel inferior."

"No matter what, parents are blessed tonight. Their children can make such delicious pan-fried dumplings at such a young age. This is something worth showing off..." Jiang Xinzhuo said with emotion.

"Okay, okay, it's getting late, everyone should go home." Chu Qiwen reminded everyone at the right time, and then turned to Huang Jun to ask: "Chef Huang, can I pack some of these leftover pan-fried buns to take home? This way I will have breakfast for tomorrow."

"Yes, yes, I want it too! It's perfect as a midnight snack!" Wei Siyi immediately agreed.

Jiang Xinzhuo said with anticipation: "My parents have been talking about Chef Huang's cooking skills. I also want to bring some back for them to try. They must have never eaten such delicious pan-fried buns!"

"I want one too, please count me in."

Others also joined in the request, and the scene became very lively.

Faced with everyone's requests, what else can Huang Jun say?

I could only nod and agree: "No problem, you guys can do whatever you want. But, Director Liang hasn't come yet, remember to leave a copy for her."

"Understood, thank you Chef Huang..."

"Chef Huang, you are so kind..."

"..."

They got busy and, except for leaving some for Liang Yinqiu, the rest of the pan-fried dumplings were divided up.

Then they went home happily, carrying their packing bags.

As for who these pan-fried dumplings ended up in, whether they enjoyed them themselves or gave them to their families, only they themselves know... (End of this chapter)