Food: Taking the twins to kindergarten to be chefs

Not only Liu Suyu and Lu Pengfei were full of curiosity, but even Aunt Li, Aunt Lin and Jiang Shuihan at the edge of the camera also showed surprise.

Huh?
What exactly is Chef Huang’s intention in doing this?

Could it be that he has some other unique tricks up his sleeve?

Even Qian Guoxiang from the neighboring stove couldn't help but slightly turn his head and look over curiously.

Apparently...

He also had some doubts about Huang Jun's move.

However, everyone remained silent tacitly and did not ask any questions, as if they were saying "I will just watch your performance quietly and never interrupt you", "Very good, you have successfully attracted my attention", waiting for the situation to develop.

Huang Jun was completely unaware that his actions had attracted the attention of everyone present. At this moment, he was holding a bottle of caramel and skillfully unscrewing the bottle cap, revealing an exquisite piping nozzle.

Then he gently pinched the bottle, turned the caramel bottle upside down, and elegantly drew a winding line on the white plate.

Liu Suyu became more and more confused.

What kind of operation is this?

He is always serious, but now he pretends to be cool in front of the camera and performs performance art?
Just when she was full of curiosity and confusion...

Huang Jun raised the caramel bottle again and repeated the previous action, drawing another line similar to the previous one with a similar curvature.

Liu Suyu crossed one hand over his chest, touched his chin with the fingertips of the other hand, and frowned slightly.

To be honest,
She really couldn't understand!

The more you look at this picture, the more confusing it becomes!

Lu Pengfei, Jiang Shuihan, Aunt Li and Aunt Lin were all increasingly confused by Huang Jun's series of actions. They felt as if they were entangled in an invisible puzzle and could not help but stretch their necks in an attempt to catch a clue to solve the puzzle.

In contrast.

Qian Guoxiang's expression gradually relaxed, his tightly furrowed brows quietly loosened, and a hint of surprise quietly crept up his cheeks.

But he was not in a hurry to share his discovery. He just stood quietly in front of his stove, carefully taking care of the food in the pot while quietly appreciating Huang Jun's "artistic masterpiece".

Huang Jun leaned over again and used chopsticks to delicately adjust the excess caramel so that it would better fit the picture he had conceived.

When he stood up...

At this moment, Liu Suyu finally got a glimpse of the wonder on the plate - it was a lifelike, winding branch. The brown caramel accurately captured the rough texture of the dead branch and the charm of time.

The whole work has an exquisite layout, with sparse and dense elements alternating. The brown branches outline a clear contour on the white plate, which is eye-catching.

Even Liu Suyu, who has limited artistic appreciation, can feel Huang Jun's profound attainments in fine arts.

The dead branches on the plate exude a kind of bleak beauty, as if they can evoke resonance deep in people's hearts...

However, considering that he is so good at drawing sugar people, drawing these will naturally be a piece of cake for him.

Just when Liu Suyu thought that Huang Jun would continue to express his creativity and draw more details on the plate, he stopped what he was doing, which surprised her a little. At the same time, she also noticed that he had cleverly reserved several branch positions at the end of the dead branches, and she couldn't help feeling a little curious.

Huh?
Why don’t you paint anymore?

And what are the meanings of these reserved positions?

Her eyes involuntarily wandered between the ruddy, mouth-watering pig intestines in the pot and the empty space reserved on the plate.

Sudden.

An inspiration flashed through her mind like lightning, allowing her to instantly guess Huang Jun's intention.

Could it be that…

He planned to use the Nine-Turn Large Intestine to fill the reserved spaces and carefully conceive a unique shape?

But then again.

What exactly will this look be?

She searched quickly in her mind for an image that matched Huang Jun's conception, eager to unveil this mysterious shape.

Is it going to be arranged into the shape of a plum blossom?

It forms a wonderful echo with the dead branches in the plate, together sketching a vivid picture of winter plum blossoms?
Ah!
Nine times out of ten, this is the answer!

After all, she really couldn't think of a more appropriate and artistic combination than this!

If this is true, then this action undoubtedly instantly elevates the style of this Nine-Turn Large Intestine to a new level...

Tsk tsk tsk, she could only give this level of coolness a score of nine. One point more would make Huang Jun too proud.

"Chef Huang, the work is done. Let me take a close-up of it."

Lu Pengfei approached excitedly, ready to record this wonderful moment, and Jiang Shuihan followed closely behind, curious to see the art on the plate with his own eyes.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it…

I was amazed at first sight!
All of a sudden...

Her eyes instantly turned into stars, and she couldn't help but let out a heartfelt exclamation: "Wow... it's so well drawn, it's so realistic!"

If this was the work of a painter, Jiang Shuihan might not be so surprised.

But what is incredible is that a chef can skillfully use caramel to create a vivid picture of dead branches on a plate.

This skill is truly amazing!

Jiang Shuihan is full of admiration for Huang Jun's talent.

Even Lu Pengfei, who was standing by, seemed extremely shocked. He exclaimed: "Wow, Chef Huang, your hands are definitely works of art carefully crafted by God! Not only are your cooking skills outstanding, but even the painting on the plate is so amazing, it's simply unbelievable! Chef Huang, how many skills do you have that we don't know about?"

Aunt Li seemed quite calm, and said as if she was used to it, "Chef Huang is painting on the plate with caramel, which is too easy for him, just a piece of cake. His skill in painting sugar figures is amazing, better than those old craftsmen!"

"Chef Huang can also draw sugar figures?"

Jiang Shuihan and Lu Pengfei looked at each other. Although they were surprised at Huang Jun's versatility, they changed their minds and thought that since he could paint on dinner plates, it seemed reasonable for him to paint sugar figures as well. So they swallowed back the words "Really?" that were about to come out of their mouths.

"Yes, more than yes, I am proficient in it."

Aunt Li nodded with a smile. Once she started talking, she couldn't stop. "Anchor Jiang, Anchor Lu, let me tell you, Chef Huang is amazing. When school started, the kids kept crying because they couldn't adapt to the new environment. Chef Huang personally made a lot of beautiful sugar figures for them. The kids loved them so much that they even forgot to cry."

Huang Jun listened to what everyone said, just smiled slightly, waved his hand gently and said: "Those are just small things in the past. I just did some casual painting on the dinner plates. It's really no big deal. It's not worth mentioning. Really, it's not worth mentioning at all..."

"Chef Huang, being too modest is a sign of pride!" Qian Guoxiang joked with a smile.

Huang Jun: "..."

Hi!
How come these words were sent back to me exactly as they were?
It seems that this old naughty boy Qian Guoxiang is quite vindictive. I used this to tease him before, and now he is teased back.

"Okay, okay, I admit it. I'm really awesome!"

Huang Jun said this with a smile, but he still felt a little embarrassed.

If you want to brag about yourself, there will always be an adaptation process.

"That's right! After all, your strength doesn't allow you to be modest..."

Qian Guoxiang's face was full of smiles, but his eyes were filled with envy.

Huang Jun’s talent is really high!
Whether it is cooking delicious food or painting on the plate, it shows extraordinary talent.

Looking at myself, although I also worked hard to become a chef for decades, my cooking skills are still slightly inferior to Huang Jun, not to mention the unique skill of painting with ingredients.

Alas, I can only say that talent is something that there is really nothing we can do about.

After Huang Jun painted the dead branches on all the necessary plates, he took a look at the situation in the pot. Seeing that it would take a few minutes for the large intestine to be cooked, he paced to the glass window of the operation room, trying his best to cast an expectant look at the dining area of ​​the cafeteria through the transparent barrier.

At this time, Qingqing and Weiwei had already returned the phone to its original owner and handed it over to Chu Qiwen.

Although cartoons are very attractive, they still remember their father's advice - they can only watch them for half an hour to protect their eyesight.

The two little guys took out the picture books they brought from their schoolbags, lined up, and then sat close to Chu Qiwen, head to head, immersed in the pages of the book, like two quiet flowers blooming, exuding a breath of concentration. Meat buns and pumpkin cakes came under the table at some point, and now they were curled up lazily under the table, as if they were on the verge of falling asleep.

Just as Huang Jun's gaze penetrated the glass and gently brushed across the scene, Qingqing and Weiwei seemed to have a telepathic connection. They raised their heads at the same time, their clear eyes met his gaze in the air, and shallow dimples bloomed on their cheeks, brimming with happiness.

Huang Jun responded with a wink, conveying silent encouragement and warmth. Then he turned around contentedly and returned to the stove.

The soup in the pot has almost been absorbed, and the few drops left have almost all turned into rich oil.

The large intestine has been dyed an attractive red color, which makes people salivate at the first sight.

The aroma from the pot is so rich that with just one sniff, you can already taste the deliciousness of the meat.

What is more worth mentioning is that at this moment, the only thing escaping from the pot is the pure aroma of pork. The smell of pig intestines and internal organs that once made people frown has disappeared without a trace.

He held the pot and stirred the ingredients in the pot with a spatula, then sprinkled in appropriate amounts of pepper, cinnamon powder and amomum powder.

The addition of these spices not only adds the necessary spiciness and bitterness to the dish, but also allows the five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty to be perfectly interwoven, forming an irresistible complex delicacy.

After sprinkling the spices, he increased the heat and used the technique of flipping the spoon to turn the large intestines in the pot so that they were heated evenly and each piece was covered with the fragrance of the spices.

As the soup gradually dries up, the dish becomes more and more tempting and is almost done.

But before serving...

There is one key seasoning that needs to be added to make it perfect.

He scooped up some pepper oil with a spatula and poured it evenly into the pot. After stirring it evenly again, he poured it into a tray that had been prepared on the side.

Holding chopsticks, he picked out five pieces of large intestine and placed them vertically one by one on a plate painted with a tree branch pattern. Each piece was cleverly placed in the blank space between the tree branches, just like naturally growing branches.

Looking down from above, the five sections of large intestine are like a blooming red plum, gorgeous and dazzling, and gorgeous, adding a touch of extraordinary poetry and elegance to this delicacy.

Then, he carefully turned over the large intestines that still had toothpicks stuck in them, pulled out the toothpicks very carefully, and then on another blank branch, he again outlined the outline of a plum blossom with five pieces of large intestine heads. This second plum blossom bloomed quietly on the plate, echoing the first one, complementing each other, and was extremely beautiful.

When three plum blossoms bloomed on the plate, the poetic feeling became stronger, and the whole plate seemed no longer a carrier of dishes, but an exquisite work of art, which was breathtaking.

"Chef Huang's cooking skills have made this dish of Nine-Turn Large Intestine so high-end and elegant that I feel like I can't afford it..." Lu Pengfei praised while capturing close-up shots of this exquisite dish.

Jiang Shuihan couldn't help but agree: "Indeed, this is simply a work of art. People can't bear to destroy its perfection. I'm a little reluctant to pick up my chopsticks."

Lu Pengfei laughed and teased Jiang Shuihan, "Since you are so reluctant, then don't pick up your chopsticks later!"

Jiang Shuihan: “…”

what?

I won't pick up my chopsticks, so you should eat more, right? !

Brother Peng, Brother Peng, you have made a very clever plan!

Unfortunately, I don’t fall for it!
Jiang Shuihan gave him a speechless and beautiful eye roll that said, "I've seen through you" mixed with "there are always bitches who want my food." "It's impossible not to pick up my chopsticks. I can't bear to leave such a delicious thing alone! And I can't let your brother Peng get away with it..."

Lu Pengfei: "..."

Hi!
Does that mean that in your eyes I am just a “petty-minded” person?
Well, he admitted that he did have this idea, but it was only limited to Huang Jun’s food…

……

The entrance to Doremi Kindergarten.

"Mmm, it smells so good!"

Liu Ruihan held Wen Xueqian's hand and sniffed the fragrance in the air. Then he turned around and shouted to Liu Shiwei who was walking slowly after him: "Dad, hurry up! Dad is already cooking. We are going to be late..."

"Okay, okay, I'm here now..."

Liu Shiwei responded with a smile, his eyes showing a bit of pampering: "It's still very early, we definitely won't be late."

In order to be able to take his daughter to the dinner appointment earlier, he even rescheduled an important afternoon meeting to tomorrow, just to be able to arrive earlier.

But even so, he was still criticized by his daughter.

"Then you hurry up too!"

Liu Ruihan urged, his little face full of anxiety.

When they arrived at the guard room of the kindergarten, before Liu Ruihan could speak, Uncle Li, who had already heard their voices, quickly walked to the window, recognized the three of them at a glance, and then opened the door for them with a smile.

"Thank you, Grandpa!" Liu Ruihan thanked him sweetly.

"You're welcome! Come on in!"

Uncle Li responded cheerfully, with a kind smile on his face.

Liu Ruihan nodded obediently, then took his parents' hands and headed towards the kitchen like a happy little train.

Once you step into the kitchen area...

Her eyes looked around involuntarily.

next second...

Her eyes were instantly attracted by two figures in the cafeteria dining area—Qingqing and Weiwei were looking down at picture books intently!

She shouted happily: "Qingqing, Weiwei..."

The words fell.

She broke free from her parents' hands and ran towards Qingqing and Weiwei like a happy little bird.

Qingqing and Weiwei heard the sound, raised their heads, and looked in the direction of the sound...

As soon as they saw Liu Ruihan's familiar figure, they immediately put down the picture books in their hands, stood up from their chairs, and walked towards Liu Ruihan: "Hanhan..."

The three little people hugged each other happily.

"Weiwei, Qingqing!"

"Hanhan!"

"Weiwei, Qingqing!"

"Hanhan!"

For a moment, laughter filled the entire kitchen area, and the air was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Liu Shiwei did not go forward to disturb her, but exchanged a tacit look with his wife, signaling her to take good care of Liu Ruihan. Then, he put on kitchen-specific protective clothing and mask, went through a thorough disinfection process, and entered the operation room.

"Brother Huang..." he called softly.

"Hey, Brother Liu, you're here so early. I thought you would come later!" Huang Jun responded with a smile on his face.

"I postponed an important meeting just to taste your delicious meal!"

Liu Shiwei's face was full of smiles. His eyes were instantly attracted by the delicious Nine-Turn Large Intestine on the table. He swallowed his saliva involuntarily and shouted with surprise: "Hey, isn't this the legendary Nine-Turn Large Intestine? This is made by you?"

"That's right!" Huang Jun nodded slightly.

"Tsk tsk, this Nine-Turn Large Intestine is really full of style! I've been eating Nine-Turn Large Intestine for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen something as high-end as this!"

Liu Shiwei was deeply shocked by the exquisite presentation and expressed his admiration. After that, he couldn't help but express his curiosity and desire and asked softly, "Brother Huang, can you let me have a taste first?"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Pengfei and the others all cast a subtle look of dissatisfaction at him, as if "he wanted to enjoy the delicious food alone as soon as he arrived".

Huang Jun was afraid of destroying the carefully created beauty, and was even more worried that once a precedent was set, it would trigger other people to follow suit, so he smiled and declined, "Brother Liu, why don't we wait a little longer? The food will be served soon."

Liu Shiwei: "..."

Got it!
Understood!
In this kindergarten, as the boss, he has no special privileges...

Although he was unwilling, he had no choice but to accept this reality silently, forcing a smile on his face to show his understanding. (End of this chapter)