Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

Huang Jun slowly took the cooked wontons out of the boiling water and let them cool leisurely in the air for a while. During this time, the protein in the wontons quietly solidified, giving the skin a tighter texture.

He once again threw these crystal clear, pearl-like wontons into the rolling heat wave. Just a few seconds of warming up was like a stroke of genius, awakening the vitality of the wontons, making their surface smoother and every inch of skin exuding an attractive luster.

He turned his wrist slightly, and the colander drew a graceful arc in the air. The wontons in the colander jumped lightly into the fragrant soup base that had been prepared long ago, splashing circles of delicate ripples.

Huang Jun changed his technique again and gently spread a few pieces of golden egg skin on the wontons. The color of the egg skin formed a sharp contrast with the whiteness of the wontons, adding a visual sense of layering.

The addition of chopped green onions brings a touch of green to this bowl of crepe wontons while also enhancing its flavor.

At last.

Huang Jun slowly dripped a few drops of crystal clear sesame oil into the bowl. The oil bloomed leisurely on the warm soup, exuding an irresistible and tempting aroma, adding the most splendid touch to this winter solstice delicacy - crepe wontons.

Lu Pengfei's camera followed closely and recorded this series of smooth movements, with every detail captured vividly.

The camera moves slowly forward, and the crepe wontons float leisurely in the exquisite porcelain bowl, like a bunch of newly blooming white lotuses, elegant and tranquil.

Their skin is slightly transparent, like a veil, revealing the delicate meat filling inside.

Nori, dried shrimps, chopped green onions and golden egg skins are neatly arranged in between, adding a bit of the freshness of the ocean and the fragrance of the mountains.

The soup base is clear and slightly yellowish. As it sways gently, hot steam rises, carrying an alluring aroma, like an invisible thread, gently stirring the heartstrings and taste buds of everyone present.
"Gulu~"

Lu Pengfei couldn't help swallowing his saliva after seeing and smelling the food.

Others had similar expressions on their faces, so there was no need to laugh at one person while another!

"Chef Huang, I've already taken the photo!"

As Lu Pengfei put away his camera, he couldn't help but say, "However, it would be a pity if we missed the best time to enjoy this bowl of crepe wontons..."

After saying this, his eyes swept over the bowl of mouth-watering food intentionally or unintentionally.

The implication is self-evident...

Huang Jun, who heard the hidden meaning, couldn't help but smile. Seeing that the others also showed hungry expressions, he waved his hand and said generously: "Then you can try it first to see if this crepe wonton is your cup of tea."

"Chef Huang, your cooking skills are beyond doubt. It must be delicious!"

Jiang Shuihan was the first to speak sincerely.

Lu Pengfei, on the other hand, was filled with joy as if his dream had come true. He took over the conversation and said jokingly, "Chef Huang, you are like a kindred spirit in my heart. You can guess what I'm thinking. Haha..."

Huang Jun: "..."

This analogy is really ridiculous!

"Brother Peng, even eating can't stop your mouth. If you can't talk, just talk less..."

Sensing a hint of embarrassment on Huang Jun's face, Jiang Shuihan cleverly cast a look at Lu Pengfei that said "be more restrained", then turned to Huang Jun gently and smiled to smooth things over: "Chef Huang, don't mind his nonsense. Brother Peng is always outspoken and speaks without thinking. Just treat it as a fart!"

Brother Peng: "!!!∑(Дノ)ノ"

Shui Han, ah Shui Han, we are good partners after all, how can you use the word "fart" to describe me?

How do you let people see me?

Well, okay~
Although what you said makes sense, I still have to save my face, okay?!

What might be done?

He had to continue to pamper the partner he had chosen himself, even with tears in his eyes. He could only hide his embarrassment with a wry smile and tried to speak: "Chef Huang, I..."

"Haha, that's fine." Huang Jun smiled brightly and waved his hand tolerantly, interrupting Lu Pengfei's words: "Let's talk about elegant words while we eat, and don't say these disgusting words. Come on, let's eat while it's hot."

As Huang Jun finished speaking, the atmosphere became relaxed and joyful again, and everyone responded: "Okay, let's get started..."

next second...

Everyone picked up their spoons and couldn't wait to taste the bowl of crepe wontons in front of them.

Once you bite it,
The incredibly smooth feeling of the wonton wrapper instantly blooms between the lips and teeth. Without too much chewing, its delicacy slides across the tip of the tongue like silk, leaving a faint wheat aroma and a touch of warmth.

Afterwards, the delicious meat filling came like a tide, and every drop of juice carried a rich meaty aroma. Whether it was the carefully selected minced pork or the fresh and tender shrimp particles, they were all skillfully blended, and the freshness, fragrance and tenderness were intertwined to achieve the ultimate taste enjoyment.

The firmness and tenderness of the meat filling contrast sharply with the softness of the wonton wrapper, making every bite full of surprise and satisfaction. The layered taste is unforgettable.

The carefully cooked soup is the finishing touch of this delicacy.

It not only absorbs the essence of wontons and seasonings, but also cleverly integrates the fresh aroma of dried shrimps, seaweed, egg skins and chopped green onions. Every sip seems to be able to taste the vastness of the sea and the fragrance of the fields.

The soup has a light sweetness and freshness, and the warmth slowly slides from the throat into the heart, instantly dispelling the coldness and fatigue around the body, leaving only full of happiness and satisfaction.

After eating this bowl of wontons, everyone couldn't help but praise it.

"Oh my, these wontons are amazing! The skin is thin, the filling is big, the soup is fresh and delicious, I can't stop eating it!" Lu Pengfei's face was filled with a satisfied smile.

"That's right, especially the meat filling, which is so tender and melts in your mouth when you bite it. It's so delicious!" Aunt Li nodded repeatedly, staring at the empty bowl with a sense of satisfaction, wanting to continue.

"And the wonton wrappers are as thin as paper, but very chewy, absolutely delicious!" Aunt Lin looked as if she was savoring the food.

Jiang Shuihan nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, with a satisfied light in his eyes: "This is definitely the most delicious wonton I have ever tasted, no doubt about it."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Li smiled and joked, "Hey, our anchor Jiang, are you not going to continue your hunger-and-weight-loss program now?"

"Starvation diet? Let's put it aside for now!" Jiang Shuihan smiled and shook his head, saying with emotion: "Chef Huang's cooking skills, every bite is a pleasure, and missing any of it would be a debt to myself."

At this time, Lu Pengfei interjected: "She has now changed to exercise, which is healthy and effective."

Aunt Li nodded repeatedly, agreeing: "That's right, exercise is the right way to lose weight. If you don't eat to lose weight, you might get sick from hunger, and then you'll regret it."

Aunt Lin agreed and echoed, "You are absolutely right. Young girls nowadays always take their health lightly. They are as thin as bamboo poles but still shout about losing weight all day long. It is really heartbreaking. The body is the capital of revolution, and health is the greatest wealth. It is really gratifying to see that anchor Jiang can turn back from her mistakes and turn back to the right path!"

Jiang Shuihan: “…”

Aunt Lin, ah, Aunt Lin!
Isn't the use of the phrases "return to the right path after straying" and "it's not too late to turn back" a bit exaggerated?
If you don’t know how to use idioms, you don’t have to use them…

Huang Jun listened to their conversation quietly with a smile on his face, but did not join in. When he realized that time was approaching, he calmly restarted his "wonton cooking" process to ensure that everything was ready when the childcare teacher came to pick up the food to avoid any delays.

at the same time.

In the spacious activity room of the kindergarten, children from each class sat closely together in several warm circles, their eyes filled with reluctance to leave their toys and playmates.

At this time, the teachers of each class stood gracefully in the center of each circle, clapped their hands, and gently called out: "Children, our happy game time has come to an end. Now, it's time to line up neatly and go back to our classroom together."

"Teacher, I want to play for a while longer." Hanghang pouted and looked at Yang Yuxi eagerly.

Yang Yuxi deliberately showed an embarrassed but smiling expression, and said softly: "Well, Hanghang, the teacher knows that you still want to continue playing, but look at the time, our breakfast time is quietly approaching. Didn't you just ask the teacher when you can have a delicious breakfast? Now, breakfast time is almost here, don't you want to taste the delicious breakfast made by Qingqing's father as soon as possible?"

"I want to eat the breakfast made by Qingqing Baba. I like the breakfast made by Qingqing Baba the most!"

When Hanghang heard that it was time for breakfast, he immediately perked up, stood up, held his friends' hands, and formed a crooked but orderly queue.

As the team marched, the children excitedly exchanged ideas: "Guess what delicious breakfast we are going to have today?"

"I was hoping for my favorite spiced eggs, they tasted absolutely amazing!"

"I heard from my father yesterday that today is the winter solstice, and Qingqing father is going to prepare for us the traditional winter solstice delicacy - crepe wontons, which sounds so good that it makes me drool!"

"Me too. I like wontons the most. But what exactly are these crepe wontons like? Are they delicious?" "They are made by Qingqing Baba. Is there any need to ask? They must be delicious..."

"..."

While the kindergarten children were walking towards their classrooms with great anticipation, ready to enjoy today’s breakfast, some children were still staying in bed at home because of the weather, clinging to the warm quilts and being reluctant to leave…

Qu Qing stepped into Lin Yipeng's room again, and the door closed gently behind her. With a barely perceptible sigh, she repeated her urging for the Nth time: "Pengpeng, hurry up and get up. You've been late for a long time. The children's morning activities are about to end..."

As she spoke, she reached out and pushed her son's little body through the quilt.

Pengpeng in the bed couldn't bear it anymore. He frowned, turned around, and said in a muffled voice: "Mom, just five minutes, give me five more minutes..."

Qu Qing: "..."

Five minutes left?
I believe your big head ghost!
She was really annoyed by Pengpeng's "five-minute" method, so she said to her son seriously: "Pengpeng, you have used this trick of 'crying wolf' too many times, and mom's ears are covered with calluses. Hurry up and get up, or I will be really angry!"

Peng Peng blinked his sleepy eyes and continued to act coquettishly: "Mom, just five more minutes, I promise to really get up this time."

"No, no, you say that every time."

As Qu Qing spoke, she lifted the quilt, picked up Pengpeng, and prepared to dress him.

As soon as the little guy was blown by the cold wind, he started whining and twisting his little body around, refusing to cooperate.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Qu Qing quickly changed her strategy and used her trump card, "Pengpeng, did you know? Today is the winter solstice, and the kindergarten has a special breakfast - super delicious crepe wontons made by Qingqing's father himself! If you're late, the other kids will eat them all."

When Pengpeng heard there was food to eat, especially Qingqing's father's cooking, his eyes lit up immediately and he said in a baby voice, "Wontons? Made by Qingqing's father?"

"Yes, we're waiting for you to eat it. If you don't get up now, you will miss it and you will have to wait until next year to eat it again!" Qu Qing deliberately exaggerated.

"Ah? No, I want to eat wontons!"

Peng Peng lost all his sleepiness when he heard this, and hurriedly urged Qu Qing: "Mom, hurry up, I want to get up and go to the kindergarten to eat wontons!"

Qu Qing looked at her son's impatient look and smiled inwardly. She quickly dressed him and took him to wash.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Pengpeng was full of energy. He didn't even bother to eat breakfast. He hurriedly pulled his mother Qu Qing out and said, "Mom, hurry up. If we're late, the wontons will be snatched away by other children!"

"Hey, you're getting as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Who was the one who was lying in bed like a lazy cat before? Now you're urging me to do something."

Although Qu Qing said this, her heart was full of doting.

Thinking that her son had no appetite for the breakfast she made, she decided to just go with the flow and take him directly to the kindergarten to enjoy that special breakfast.

This not only meets the children's expectations, but also saves you the effort of preparing breakfast again.

So...

Unafraid of the severe cold, the mother and son rushed to the kindergarten. Fortunately, breakfast time had just begun.

"Mm, this fragrance is so tempting..."

The mother and son smelled the tempting aroma of wontons as they stood outside the garden gate. They couldn't help swallowing and felt so craving for wontons. But God knows, she obviously didn't like wontons very much, but now she felt that the wontons smelled so good and tempting.

Peng Peng was even more impatient, his little face turned red, and he pulled Qu Qing's hand and shook it back and forth: "Mom, let me eat the wontons, right now!"

Fortunately, Xie Jianing appeared like a savior at this time and drew Pengpeng's attention back.

Qu Qing looked at Xie Jianing with a smile in her eyes, and said half seriously and half jokingly: "Teacher Xie, the snacks and meals in your kindergarten are simply the 'hidden menu' of the delicious world. Don't you consider expanding your business and opening a snack bar or restaurant part-time? If your kindergarten considers opening one, I will directly pay for our family's food expenses for a year."

Xie Jianing: "('')"

She smiled slightly and explained apologetically: "Pengpeng's mother, you really flatter us. However, you also know that the chefs in the kitchen, including Qingqing's father, work very hard every day to prepare for the children's meals. They must have enough rest time. Therefore, selling meals part-time is probably not realistic."

Qu Qing knew in her heart that it was impossible for kindergarten teachers to really work part-time selling meals. She was just tempted by the aroma of the crepe wontons and was just imagining it.

After all, we still have to have fantasies. What if they come true?

But to be honest, this feeling of "being able to smell but not being able to taste" is really too uncomfortable...

Seeing her son being led into the kindergarten by Xie Jianing, Qu Qing felt envious again, thinking that children nowadays are so lucky to be able to eat such delicious food in kindergarten.

Since she couldn’t eat the wontons in the kindergarten, she planned to find a wonton shop to satisfy her craving.

After taking a few more breaths of the alluring aroma at the garden gate, she reluctantly left...

……

Small (4) class.

As soon as it appeared early in the morning, the fragrance made the children chatter excitedly.

But the teacher waved his hand and put the wontons into each child's bowl. The classroom instantly became quiet, with only the slight chewing sound.

"Teacher Xie, I want to eat wontons, I can't wait!"

As soon as Lin Yipeng rushed into the classroom, he started shouting, as if he was afraid that the wontons would be snatched away if he was a step slower.

At this time, Hanghang saw Pengpeng coming in, and he ate and showed off with a smile: "Pengpeng, these wontons are super delicious, come and try them!"

As he spoke, he scooped up a spoonful to show Pengpeng the tempting crepe wontons.

Looking at the wontons that were full of fresh meat, and then seeing that the other children had already started eating, Pengpeng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He didn't even bother to put down his schoolbag and kettle, and ran straight to Wang Wenxia, ​​staring at the wontons in the bucket, as if he was going to reach out and grab them in the next second.

Seeing this, Xie Jianing hurried over, took Pengpeng to put away his schoolbag first, and then patiently took him to wash his hands.

After everything was ready, he was allowed to sit in his seat and start enjoying breakfast.

Lin Yipeng finally got what he wanted. He couldn't wait to pick up the spoon, pointed it at a wonton, and "ah-wu" took a bite. He chewed it with satisfaction, a happy smile on his face.

On the morning of the winter solstice, a bowl of hot wontons is not only a feast for your tongue, but also warms up every cell in your body.

"Teacher Yang, I want more wontons!"

“Don’t be in a hurry. Finish the seaweed, egg skin and small shrimps in the bowl first, and drink up the soup too, so that the teacher can add more for you.” Yang Yuxi and Xie Jianing smiled and reminded the children who were only focused on eating wontons and forgot about the side dishes and soup.

Seeing the group of little guys who are not big in stature but are all "little experts" in eating wontons, Master Wang Wenxia couldn't help but laugh and said, "These little guys are really good at eating wontons."

Xie Jianing also echoed: "These wontons are so tempting, I can't help but want to eat a few more bowls! The children love it, and I, as a teacher, am also very greedy."

She said this exaggeratedly, actually she was praising the wontons for being so delicious that even adults couldn't resist them.

Yang Yuxi took a bite of the wonton and said after savoring it carefully: "The wontons made by yourself are different. The skin is thin and the filling is fresh, smooth and delicious. Especially the wonton skin, it is simply the finishing touch."

After saying that, she took another bite, reveling in the delicious taste.

"Yes, the wonton wrapper is so thin that you can clearly see the meat filling inside. Chef Huang's cooking skills are amazing!"

Xie Jianing praised Huang Jun's cooking skills highly and kept muttering in her heart how nice it would be if she could have a few more bowls.

But it's a pity...

This is breakfast, the quantity is limited, you can't eat as much as you want...

If the wontons could be supplied in unlimited quantities, given their popularity today, the kitchen would be very busy... (End of this chapter)