Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

"Chef Huang, this is the kitchen, please come in."

Yang Deyi pushed open the exquisite kitchen sliding door, smiled, and stretched out his arm in an elegant invitation.

"Hey, okay!"

Huang Jun nodded in greeting and followed Yang Deyi into this spacious and bright space. His eyes were attracted and he wandered around the kitchen curiously.

As expected of a wealthy family, every detail of this kitchen reveals luxury and sophistication.

Although this place may be a little low-key compared to Liu Shiwei's kitchen, it is still a cooking paradise.

In the kitchen, Chef Wu was busy leading two other chefs. When he saw his employer Yang Deyi leading a young man in, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Huh?
Who is this young man?
Oh, right!

Didn’t Yang Deyi call him Chef Huang?

Well, the problem is coming!
Could he be the famous chef Huang from Doraimi Kindergarten? !

Could he be the chef Huang who "indirectly taught him cooking skills"? !

Could he be the chef who will be cooking today? !
Thinking of this, Chef Wu quickly guessed Huang Jun's true identity.

A smile of joy immediately broke out on his face. He quickly walked forward, stretched out his right hand, and shook hands with Huang Jun warmly and politely, as if he was welcoming an old friend he had not seen for a long time.

"Chef Huang, your presence is truly an honor to our humble home! I've heard of your great name for a long time, and seeing you today, I can see that your reputation is truly well-deserved. It's my honor to cook with you!"

Huang Jun felt Chef Wu's enthusiasm, smiled and extended his hand to shake his, and responded: "Chef Wu, you are too kind. I am just an ordinary chef. It is my honor to have the opportunity to work with an experienced chef like you today. I hope we can work together to make delicious dishes that will satisfy everyone."

"Yes, Chef Huang, you are absolutely right!"

Chef Wu couldn't stop smiling and shook Huang Jun's hand vigorously.

The handshake between the two lasted for a moment, then Chef Wu loosened his hand, stepped aside, and motioned Huang Jun to take a closer look at the kitchen: "Chef Huang, I'm going to trouble you today. There are more than a dozen dishes in total..."

Although Huang Jun had never prepared a banquet, looking at the set menus, he felt that it would not be a big problem and he could definitely handle it.

He smiled and nodded, "Okay, I know, no problem!"

Chu Wu and Yang Deyi felt more at ease when they saw Huang Jun's confident look.

I believe that with the participation of Huang Jun, today's banquet will be a great success!

Chef Wu led Huang Jun to the food area and introduced as he walked: "These are all the ingredients we carefully selected, and each one is very fresh. Look, these are the vegetables, meat, and seafood we prepared. I have already cooked the broth..."

While listening to Chef Wu's introduction, Huang Jun carefully observed the freshness and processing of the ingredients.

He already had a preliminary plan in his mind, and he had his own ideas on how to combine these ingredients and how to cook delicious dishes.

At the same time, the other two chefs who were temporarily recruited into the kitchen witnessed Chef Wu's respectful attitude towards Huang Jun, even addressing him as "Chef Huang". They could not help but look at each other in confusion.

When they came, they had never received such high-level treatment. This sudden contrast made the two of them feel mixed emotions, both unexpected and with a subtle psychological imbalance.

Saying.

Who is this young chef?
They muttered to themselves, their eyes involuntarily wandering back and forth on Huang Jun, trying to read something unusual from his seemingly ordinary appearance.

These two people are named Zhao Weiguang and Yu Daqing.

They are all famous chefs in Qinghe Building.

A few days ago, they received a cordial invitation from Chef Wu because his employer's family was about to hold a birthday party and urgently needed help to cope with the heavy cooking tasks.

At first, they wanted to decline, but because of their long-term friendship with Chef Wu, and because he was an excellent chef, and the generous remuneration he offered, they finally agreed.

But they never expected...

The excellent chef mentioned by Chef Wu turned out to be a young man.

If they had known in advance, they would definitely not bow down for a few pieces of silver and help a young chef.

After all, if this matter gets out, where will their face be...

I will probably be laughed at by my peers for the rest of my life!
But now that they have agreed, for the sake of reputation, they can't just give up. They can only pray in their hearts that they are just overthinking...

"He...he's not really the chef for tonight's banquet, is he?"

Zhao Weiguang lowered his voice and looked at Yu Daqing for confirmation with uncertainty in his eyes.

"Looking at the situation, it's nine out of ten. Mr. Yang is accompanying us personally, and Chef Wu is so enthusiastic, how can he be wrong?" Although Yu Daqing made such an analysis, he immediately changed the subject and said with some doubt: "But this kid looks too young, how much real kung fu can he have? I guess he is less than 30 years old, right?"

"Yes, at such a young age, can he really take on such an important responsibility?" Zhao Weiguang had the same question in his mind, frowning.

"We can't jump to conclusions now." Yu Daqing pondered for a moment and shared with a smile: "However, I vaguely heard Chef Wu mention it yesterday that Chef Huang seemed to be invited from a very special place."

"A special place? Where is it?" Zhao Weiguang immediately became interested when he heard it, and his curiosity was completely aroused.

Yu Daqing scratched his head, trying to search for memory fragments in his mind: "I don't remember it clearly, it seems to be some... kindergarten. Yes, it was a kindergarten, but I forgot the specific name! I remember it had a "Mi" in it, but I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, thinking it was an old senior, but I didn't expect it to be such a young guy."

When Zhao Weiguang heard this, he couldn't help but smile contemptuously: "Kindergarten? Isn't that just a place for children to play? What expert chefs can there be? I'm afraid they are all half-baked or home-grown chefs!"

"Hey, you can't say that."

Yu Daqing patted Zhao Weiguang's shoulder gently, his eyes flashing with anticipation: "Let's wait and see what he can do. I want to see what's so special about this young Chef Huang that Chef Wu and Mr. Yang value him so much."

The two were immersed in their conversation when they were suddenly interrupted by Chef Wu's cheerful voice: "Chef Zhao, Chef Yu, what are you two talking about? Why are you so engaged? Come here, let me introduce you to our chef today..."

"Hey, okay..."

The two smiled at each other, a hint of helplessness flashed in their eyes, and then they went forward together.

Chef Wu introduced them with a smile: "Chef Huang, this is Chef Zhao, and this is Chef Yu. They are the capable assistants specially invited by our Mr. Yang to help you. Please take care of them later."

Huang Jun keenly noticed the expressions of the two chefs, which were a little unhappy, and he immediately understood.

They look down on him!

He did not rashly extend his hand to shake theirs, but just nodded politely to them.

"I heard that you became a chef in kindergarten. Which kindergarten is it?" Zhao Weiguang couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

Huang Jun responded calmly: "Doraemi Kindergarten."

Zhao Weiguang thought for a moment and said with a smile: "The name of this kindergarten sounds a bit unfamiliar!"

At this time, Chef Wu took over the conversation at the right time and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate Chef Huang, his cooking skills are quite amazing. I remember the last time I made twice-cooked pork, I followed Chef Huang's secret and added a little thirteen spices. The taste was absolutely amazing, the fragrance was overflowing, and it was unforgettable."

Yang Deyi also nodded in agreement: "That's right, Chef Huang is not only skilled in cooking dishes, but also in making dim sum. He is truly an all-round talent."

As he spoke, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. He praised Huang Jun's talent highly, and at the same time he also missed the delicious food Huang Jun made.

Thinking that I would be able to eat it soon, I couldn’t help but feel excited and hope that I could eat it soon.

Witnessing the two men's continuous praise of Huang Jun, Zhao Weiguang and Yu Daqing wondered in their hearts whether there was a hint of flattery, but given Yang Deyi and Wu Chu's status and prestige, they could not continue to judge them through the cracks in the door, but chose to respond with a smile.

"Uncle Yang, Chef Wu, you are too kind!"

Huang Jun smiled modestly: "It's getting late, let's get started quickly.

"Chef Huang, you do your thing. I'll be out now and won't bother you any more. If you need anything or encounter any problems, just tell Old Wu to do it." Yang Deyi patted Huang Jun on the shoulder. "Okay, Uncle Yang."

Huang Jun nodded in agreement, and then a light bulb suddenly lit up in his mind, and he suddenly remembered something: "Oh, Uncle Yang, I almost forgot, I made some Dingsheng cakes specially, and I was going to give them to you to try as soon as I came in, but I forgot at the last minute."

As he spoke, he carefully took out a large box of pastries from his backpack and handed it over with both hands.

Yang Deyi took the pastry box full of love with both hands. On the lid of the box, delicate patterns appeared on it, which had a long-lasting ancient charm and elegance.

Gently open the lid...

The sweet aroma of pastries slowly rose up and lingered at the tip of his nose.

It made him feel relaxed and happy!
He slowly looked inside the box, where the Dingsheng cakes were arranged in an orderly manner, like pieces of exquisite works of art.

Each piece is a tender rose color, has a beautiful shape, and exudes an attractive luster.

Yang Deyi looked at these exquisite Dingsheng cakes and smelled the simple and pure fragrance of flour intertwined with the rich and rich aroma of rose jam. His throat couldn't help but move slightly and he swallowed.

His eyes sparkled with admiration and emotion, and he said to Huang Jun: "This Dingsheng cake is really delicious and has a good meaning. Chef Huang, you are so thoughtful."

"Uncle Yang, as long as you are satisfied."

Huang Jun responded with a smile.

"Wow, this Dingsheng cake is so beautifully made, soft, glutinous and smooth, not loose or scattered, full and firm, with a hint of sweet glutinous rice and red bean paste. It must taste delicious..."

Chef Wu, who had been smelling the food for a long time, came over immediately. When he looked down at the exquisite Dingsheng cake, his eyes immediately lit up.

He rubbed his hands, and asked with some embarrassment but full of expectation: "Um... Mr. Yang, can I also try this Dingsheng Cake?"

Yang Deyi: "..."

Why didn’t he realize before that Old Wu was so greedy?

Although he felt a little reluctant, since Chef Wu had already asked for it, if he didn't share a little, he would seem too stingy. He could only nod and say, "Okay, since you want to try it so much, let's share it with everyone."

Before he finished speaking, Chef Wu had already picked up a Dingsheng cake and took a big bite impatiently.

moment.

The soft and glutinous outer skin dances lightly on the tip of the tongue, like willow catkins in early spring, gently touching every taste bud.

The glutinous rice flour is meticulously ground, giving the pastries an exceptionally delicate texture that almost makes people forget the existence of the grains, leaving only a silky-smooth touch that slowly spreads in the mouth.

This soft and sticky texture also contains surprising elasticity.

The moment you bite it, the Dingsheng cake seems to come alive, bouncing gently in your mouth, very springy but not sticky at all.

Then, the sweet bean paste and the mellow aroma of glutinous rice intertwined together, flowing slowly on the tip of the tongue like a stream.

The bean paste is as smooth as silk, leaving a warm touch when it slides across the tip of the tongue, which contrasts with the softness of the outer glutinous rice skin, weaving together a harmonious picture of food.

Huang Jun has grasped the sweetness just right, which is neither too sweet nor too greasy, and perfectly sets off the mellow flavor of the filling, allowing people to experience the wonderful experience of sweetness without being greasy while tasting.

After putting the last bite of Dingsheng cake into his mouth, Chef Wu licked his fingers subconsciously, with a satisfied expression on his face.

See this scene.

Zhao Weiguang and Yu Daqing were both stunned.

"He even licked it. Is Chef Wu acting?" Zhao Weiguang's eyes were full of suspicion and surprise, and he whispered in disbelief.

Yu Daqing responded softly: "Chef Wu never acts. His expression definitely shows that he really likes it."

Zhao Weiguang: “…”

Saying.

Is it really that delicious?
Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, he had to admit that he was indeed a little greedy...

Chef Wu didn't notice the gazes of others at all. He was completely immersed in the satisfaction brought by the last bite of Dingsheng cake.

The sweet bean paste and soft glutinous rice intertwined in his mouth like a beautiful piece of music, which made him unconsciously reveal a happy smile on his face.

"This Dingsheng cake is absolutely amazing!"

Chef Wu finally spoke, his voice full of sincere admiration: "Huang Jun, your craftsmanship is really amazing. This pastry has both traditional flavor and new creativity."

Huang Jun smiled and responded modestly: "Chef Wu, thank you for the compliment."

"Chef Huang, you are too modest!"

Chef Wu smiled, and immediately called out to the stunned Zhao Weiguang and the other two, "Chef Yu, Chef Zhao, why are you holding back? Come and try some. I tell you, if you don't eat a piece, your life will be incomplete."

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up another piece of Dingsheng cake.

Uh…

Why are you still eating?

Seeing this, Yang Deyi's heart was bleeding, and he felt that it was not appropriate to stay here for long.

He immediately gave each of Zhao Weiguang and Yu Daqing a piece of Dingsheng Cake, and said as he retreated: "Here, take it, ..."

"Chef Huang, I suddenly remembered something urgent. I have to leave first. You are busy!"

After saying that, Yang Deyi slipped away in a flash.

Huang Jun was left trying to hold back his laughter, while Zhao Weiguang, Yu Daqing and Chef Wu all stood there in bewilderment.

Chef Wu seriously suspected that Yang Deyi ran so fast because he was afraid that he would snatch the Dingsheng cake from him.

But he has no evidence!

He could only shake his head helplessly and watch Yang Deyi leave with the remaining Dingsheng cake.

Zhao Weiguang and Yu Daqing looked at the Dingsheng cake in their hands, and then looked at each other. They saw from each other's eyes that they wanted to taste it and find out Huang Jun's strength.

next second...

They all stuffed the Dingsheng cake in their hands into their mouths and took a bite.

moment.

Their eyes also became the same as Chef Wu's, full of surprise and satisfaction.

The deliciousness of Dingsheng cake is really irresistible, and every bite is the ultimate temptation for the taste buds.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that Chef Huang is really good at making dim sum.

I wonder if he is also good at cooking?

Ok.

It’s hard to say at this point!

After all, only by trying their craftsmanship can you find out the truth. (End of this chapter)