Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

With the perfect ending of the last stir fry...

Huang Jun poured the rice, which had been fried until golden brown and plump, along with the carefully selected and skillfully matched ingredients, into a mirror-like stainless steel plate next to it.

With a soft "clang" sound, the dinner plate landed steadily on the workbench.

At this moment, the soft spotlight from the ceiling falls here just right.

At this particular position, with this perfect angle, everyone seemed to be witnessing a visual feast - that large plate of fried rice, under the illumination of the light, burst into a dazzling golden glow, as bright as stars.

Everyone present couldn't help but hold their breath and stare at the fried rice intently, intoxicated by the extraordinary charm it exuded and unable to control themselves for a long time.

Huang Jun saw this and a happy and satisfied smile appeared on his face. He turned his gaze to Lu Pengfei standing beside him and reminded him softly, "Anchor Lu, don't just stand there. Let's take a close-up shot!"

"Ah, yes!"

Lu Pengfei seemed to have just woken up. He quickly adjusted the camera in his hand, aimed it at the stainless steel plate, and slowly moved the lens forward until every detail of the fried rice was in sight, perfectly frozen.

With the lens in focus...

The golden rice grains sparkle with an attractive luster under the light, and are dotted with emerald green onions, bright red carrot cubes, and diced ham. The colors are bright and vivid, like a carefully arranged painting, which is both pleasing to the eye and appetizing.

The most amazing thing is that the egg, which should have been clearly visible, seems invisible and hard to detect. Upon closer inspection, it is found that it has perfectly wrapped around the rice grains, making the rice grains turn golden yellow.

If.

At first, when Huang Jun mentioned that he was going to make fried rice for lunch, Lu Pengfei and Jiang Shuihan still felt a subtle sense of unwillingness and unfulfilled expectations; but at this moment, seeing the finished dish of fried rice in front of them, they couldn't help but imagine that if there really was a supreme list of delicacies in the world, Huang Jun's bowl of fried rice would undoubtedly stand out from the crowd and sit firmly in the top three!
As for the remaining two distinguished seats on the list, I am afraid that only the Wensi Tofu and Longjing Shrimp cooked by Huang Jun himself can compete with each other to match his unparalleled taste feast!

"Filming completed..."

Lu Pengfei gently closed the cover of the camera and turned to Huang Jun, with a slightly awkward but graceful smile on his face: "Chef Huang, can I have a taste first?"

"Of course you can. I made it for everyone to eat! Why don't you all try my cooking first to see if it suits your taste..."

Huang Jun nodded slightly, then picked up the spatula, scooped up the fried rice, piled it into a pyramid shape on the plate, and placed it on the workbench.

Lu Pengfei responded with a smile: "This is the first time I've seen such good-looking fried rice. It must taste delicious!"

The words have not yet fallen.

He seized the opportunity, and while Jiang Shuihan and the others were still immersed in surprise, he immediately picked up the spoon beside him, picked up the plate of fried rice, and said with a smile: "Then I won't be polite, let's eat first."

"Hey, Brother Peng, what you did is not very authentic!"

Jiang Shuihan suddenly came back to his senses and couldn't help feeling a little unhappy.

"How can I be unkind? I was the one who asked Chef Huang for the fried rice first, so I should be the first to enjoy it!"

Lu Pengfei looked intoxicated, as if "everything else is empty when there is delicious food in front of it". He scooped up a spoonful of fried rice impatiently and put it into his mouth. At the same time, he handed the plate in his hand to Jiang Shuihan: "Shuihan, do you want more? If you do, I can give it to you. I'm very generous."

Jiang Shuihan: “…”

Is this something humans do?
hum~
If the tiger doesn't show its might, you'll treat me like a holle. Kitty, right?!

Seeing Lu Pengfei so proud, Jiang Shuihan naturally would not let him show off. He immediately picked up a clean spoon, reached out to the untouched corner of the plate, scooped up a full spoonful of fried rice and put it into his mouth.

In the fried rice, the egg is as smooth as silk, gently wrapping the rice that is distinct in grains and just the right softness and hardness. The aromas of the two are intertwined, like the sound of nature, harmonious and beautiful.

In between, it is garnished with a few sweet and refreshing carrot cubes and salty and tempting ham cubes, adding a few distinct layers of flavor to the dish, forming a beautiful picture for the taste buds.

God!

The deliciousness of this egg fried rice is beyond imagination!
At this moment, her face showed the same intoxicated expression as the female judge in Stephen Chow's "The God of Cookery" who was intoxicated by the fried rice, as if her whole soul was deeply attracted by this bowl of egg fried rice and she couldn't extricate herself.

However, just a few seconds later...

Just as she was about to reach out to scoop some more, she discovered that Lu Pengfei had already devoured most of the fried rice like a whirlwind...

Jiang Shuihan: “(_)”

Uh…

Where's the generosity you promised?

That’s it?
Although the fried rice on the plate had been messed up, it still retained its attractive color. However, at this moment, she had lost interest in the remaining part that was stained with other people's saliva...

Helplessly, she could only reluctantly find a way out for herself and said softly: "I just took a sip, and the rest is for you to savor slowly."

Aunt Li and Aunt Lin, who were standing by, witnessed the subtle interaction between them that was inadvertently revealed as "not a couple but better than a couple", and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a warm auntie smile.

With their eyes that have seen the world...

Perhaps some kind of indescribable feeling is quietly sprouting between these two people!
however……

When they saw that Lu Pengfei was still doing his own thing, chewing the fried rice with big mouthfuls, completely ignoring Jiang Shuihan's subtle emotions and lacking the proper sympathy for her, they couldn't help but shake their heads secretly, with a complex emotion welling up in their hearts - both helplessness and regret.

Hey……

Host Lu, Host Lu, you are so unromantic, are you destined to be alone?
Huang Jun witnessed this scene and secretly felt that they were a bit more childish than his own Qingqing and Weiwei. He couldn't help but shook his head gently, smiled and comforted them: "Don't worry, everyone will have a share."

As he spoke, he carefully served each person a bowl of egg fried rice and placed them on the workbench one by one.

This time.

Aunt Li and the others were no longer just spectators. They all reached out to grab the fried rice and couldn't wait to taste it.

At the first bite, the amazing taste instantly conquered their taste buds.

Gossips and trivia become insignificant at this moment. In their hearts, eyes and mouths, there is only this plate of soul-stirring and fascinating fried rice.

Eat it!

Keep eating to your heart's content!
It is so delicious!
Do not!
To be more precise, this was the first time in their lives that they realized that ordinary fried rice could be so delicious and so intoxicating.

"Bah, bah!"

The two of them took bite after bite, completely immersed in the delicious taste, unable to extricate themselves.

While enjoying the meal, they did not forget to look at Huang Jun standing beside them with admiration, and raised their thumbs high, silently expressing their admiration and admiration for Huang Jun's craftsmanship.

Ok.

As for why not use words to praise it?

Of course, it was because their mouths were full of fried rice and they didn't want to waste a moment of time tasting the delicious food to speak, so they could only express their respect in this way.

Huang Jun nodded calmly at the two of them, looking confident and not surprised at all.

After all, the deliciousness of this fried rice was completely within his expectations.

Qian Guoxiang, who got the fried rice, did not rush to eat it, but scooped up a spoonful, put it in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully. He was surprised to find that each grain of rice was like a carefully crafted work of art, gently and comprehensively wrapped by egg liquid, and the thickness of the wrapping was surprisingly consistent.

This means that during the cooking process, each grain of rice receives even and just the right amount of heat, achieving perfect cooking results.

He continued to observe patiently. Hundreds of rice grains passed through his sight one by one, but no matter how he looked, he could not find any grain of rice that was unevenly coated with egg liquid.

These golden rice grains are neatly stacked together, like sparkling golden beans, emitting a faint golden glow.

This bowl of "gold wrapped in silver" gave people the feeling that it was really glowing, which made him marvel.

at last.

He put the spoonful of fried rice into his mouth. The fresh aroma of the egg and the aroma of the rice intertwined in his mouth, complementing each other just right, neither too rich nor too thin.

The addition of diced ham, chopped green onions and diced carrots adds rich taste and layers to the fried rice, making the overall taste fuller and more three-dimensional.

In short, this bowl of fried rice is simply the embodiment of ultimate deliciousness, which makes people linger on the taste.

Chef Huang’s cooking skills…

It's really admirable!

Jiang Shuihan was now also enjoying the meal.

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

I also felt that it was a wise move for me to volunteer to take on the job of filming...

Otherwise, how could I have the good fortune to eat such delicious fried rice...

Lu Pengfei ate the fried rice until it was completely clean, then wiped his mouth and said, "If fried rice is also divided into grades, Chef Huang's cooking skills are definitely top-notch!"

"This evaluation is not an exaggeration at all!"

Qian Guoxiang nodded in agreement, and then expressed his own opinion: "You know, in fried rice, the temperature of the eggs is the most difficult to control."

"And this egg fried rice is really a pleasant surprise. There is not even a trace of egg drop. The beaten egg liquid is evenly coated on every grain of rice when the spatula is used to stir and fry."

"Moreover, it was fried just right, not too dry but not too crispy. Every bite was filled with tender rice and egg, but there was no fishy smell that eggs fried at this temperature would normally have."

"The addition of chopped green onions, diced radish, and diced ham adds a touch of refinement and flavor to the fried rice. It's really the icing on the cake, perfect..."

He is indeed a professional chef...

This review is insightful and professional enough.

Huang Jun silently gave Qian Guoxiang a thumbs up in his heart.

Others present also expressed their agreement, but they still felt a little bit unbelievable.

Lu Pengfei couldn't wait any longer and asked curiously, "Chef Huang, are the ingredients for this fried rice really just rice, eggs, chopped green onions, diced ham, diced carrots, salt and oil?"

Huang Jun smiled and nodded to confirm: "Yes, it is just as you can see, that's all."

"This craft is simply amazing!"

Lu Pengfei looked at his empty plate, his face full of regret. He turned to Chef Huang and pleaded, "Chef Huang, can I have some more?"

"Of course you can!"

Huang Jun readily agreed and quickly filled Lu Pengfei's plate with the fragrant fried rice again.

Jiang Shuihan, who had originally planned to give up, was aroused by seeing Lu Pengfei eating again. He could no longer suppress his inner desire and joined the ranks of requests: "Chef Huang, I'm not full yet, I want some more..."

Huang Jun was slightly stunned by Jiang Shuihan's sudden request. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak girl had such a huge appetite. But he immediately smiled and happily added a spoonful of fried rice for her.

Aunt Li, Aunt Lin and Qian Guoxiang did it themselves and had enough food and clothing. They scooped up some fried rice and continued to enjoy it.

After a while, the fried rice in the stainless steel plate that was originally full was almost empty.

Seeing this, Huang Jun decisively turned around and re-lit the stove, deciding to finish frying all the remaining rice, in case the teachers, the garden leaders, and his two lovely daughters arrived later and waited in disappointment because the food was gone...

……

In the teaching building.

After handing out the certificates, the teachers in each class did not rush to announce the end of school, but instead held a red flower exchange activity.

now.

The children excitedly took out the red flowers they had accumulated for a semester, lined up, and came to the redemption area in the corner of the classroom.

The redemption area is colorfully decorated with a wide variety of gifts, from cute plush toys to exquisite stationery sets, from interesting books to practical school supplies, each of which attracts the children's attention.

For a while…

The children chattered with each other, expressing their wishes for what gifts they would like to exchange.

With the help of the teacher, they all received gifts that fell into the category of little red flowers.

With the end of the red flower exchange activity, the closing ceremony slowly came to an end, which also meant the official end of this semester.

"Goodbye, teacher..."

This is the first time for children in the small class to have their winter vacation. They may still be confused and unaware of the true meaning of this long vacation.

When the teacher announced the end of school, they immediately held their parents' hands excitedly, waved goodbye to their class teachers with joy, and then followed their parents' steps and set out on the journey home.

Compared with children in small classes, children in medium and large classes obviously have a clearer concept of winter vacation.

Many children who were particularly dependent on their teachers on weekdays, when they were about to leave the campus, hugged their teachers reluctantly and expressed their inner feelings in their childish voices:
"Teacher, I will be a good boy at home, and I will miss you too~"

"Teacher, I will have a lot of fun during the winter vacation, but I will miss you too. See you next semester!"

"..."

Faced with the children's sincere confession, the teachers of the middle and large classes also expressed their reluctance to leave. They responded gently: "I will miss you too. I wish you a happy winter vacation and we will see you next semester!"

Frankly speaking, on weekdays teachers may occasionally expect parents to pick up their children early so that they can enjoy a moment of peace and quiet.

But at this moment, looking at the backs of the children gradually going away accompanied by their parents, and thinking that they will meet again in the new semester after the New Year, the teachers can't help feeling a little melancholy and sighing that time flies.

Of course, this melancholy was quickly replaced by the teachers' joy when they thought about the winter vacation mode that was about to begin.

When they thought about having Huang Jun's food for lunch and dinner, especially the New Year's Eve dinner, they felt even happier and were more motivated to clean up... (End of this chapter)