Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten-Chapter 151 - 146: No Onions, Please

"Wow... We have chicken wings for lunch today..."

"Mm-mm, chicken wings smell so good, so good, my favorite is chicken wings!"

"Teacher Wang, can we eat now?"

When Wang Wenxia, assisted by Huang Jun, brought the lunch into the classroom, the children saw the braised chicken wings on the plate and excitedly stood up from their seats, craning their necks and looking expectantly...

They couldn’t help but stick out their little tongues and lick the corners of their mouths, all looking like they were eager to eat.

Oh!

A bunch of little foodies!

As soon as they saw delicious food, they threw discipline out the window...

Seeing the kids looking so greedy, Yang Yuxi helplessly grumbled a little in her heart but gently reminded them, "Alright, alright, if you want to eat, sit nicely for me!"

Hearing this, the children all sat back in their seats.

Though their bodies were seated, their expectant eyes still tightly fixed on the direction of the plate, almost sticking to it.

Huang Jun and the teachers exchanged smiles.

To keep the children from waiting too long, once they were all seated nicely, Huang Jun, together with Wan Wenxia, helped serve the children’s meals.

"Today’s lunch is braised chicken wings, fried onion blossoms..."

Yang Yuxi had just introduced halfway when Yuanyuan raised her hand and shouted, "Miss Yang, I want chicken wings, no onions onions."

Some children in the class hadn’t tried onions before and knew nothing of their taste, so they didn’t react much.

But those like Yuanyuan, who had tried onions and didn’t grow fond of them, all began to shout along, "Teacher, teacher, I don’t want onions onions either!"

Liu Ruihan shivered at hearing the word "onion."

Knowing onions were on the menu for lunch, she had spent the entire morning feeling uneasy.

Although the kindergarten breakfast was delicious, the teachers very gentle, Qingqing and Weiwei very friendly, and Uncle Huang Jun very kind, making her feel at home here, as if she belonged to this kindergarten from the start.

However.

The taste of onion was a huge challenge for her.

She once tried eating onions, but the spicy taste left a lasting impression, even a bit of fear.

So when other kids expressed their reluctance to eat onions, she also quietly shouted, "Teacher, I don’t want the yucky onions."

Qingqing and Weiwei actually wanted to join in the chorus of "no onions onions" but remembered their dad was in the classroom. If he heard them say that, how sad he would be...

So the sisters held back, choosing to silently pray their dad would make the onions taste good in their hearts.

Of course.

They also believed their dad could definitely do it!

Don’t ask why?

Just ask, in their hearts, their dad’s cooking skills are the best, unmatched!

Yang Yuxi saw many children shouting that they didn’t want onions, and she suddenly felt overwhelmed, but smiled helplessly and persuaded, "Children, listen to the teacher, these fried onion blossoms are actually very delicious, not hard to eat at all! Believe it or not, the teacher will eat them now..."

Actually, she didn’t like onions either; if her family cooked onions, she wouldn’t touch them at all.

But now, as a kindergarten teacher, she naturally had to set a good example for the children.

Being an unpicky teacher, guiding children to develop healthy eating habits through her actions.

So...

She reached into the plate and picked up a fried onion blossom.

The fried onion blossom looked just like a blooming flower, its golden-yellow, crispy crust tempting, adorned with a touch of green leaves, as if decorating the flower with green leaves, the whole onion blossom emitting an enticing fragrance under the light...

This.

Immediately captivated Qingqing and Weiwei with the onion blossom’s beauty, they widened their eyes and each gasped in surprise, "Wow, it’s so pretty... Wow, Daddy is amazing..."

This dual temptation of appearance and fragrance made Liu Ruihan and the other children who had originally shouted "no onions onions" also freeze for a moment.

It must be said, these fried onion blossoms completely overturned their perception of onions!

Yuanyuan even widened her eyes in disbelief and asked, "This... This is onions?"

Yang Yuxi smiled and nodded, "Yes, this is made from onions."

To further prove the deliciousness of onions, she gently tore off an onion piece, dipped it in sauce, and took a big bite.

The skin was crunchy, the onion tender and juicy, a surprisingly good texture.

Originally, she just wanted to demonstrate for the children, but didn’t expect the fried onion blossom to be so delicious she couldn’t help but eat one after another.

Seeing Miss Yang eating so delightfully, Liu Ruihan and other children who had firmly resisted onions couldn’t help but start to waver, curiosity and doubt intertwining, forming a small cloud of dilemma within.

Is it really that delicious?

Is it really onions?

Clunk!

With a soft sound, Huang Jun gently placed the onion blossom-laden plate in front of Qingqing and Weiwei, chuckling, "You have to finish these onions!"

"Thank you, Daddy..."

Qingqing and Weiwei happily looked at Huang Jun, sweetly responding.

Speaking, the two little ones approached the plate, appreciating the fried onion blossoms up close. In their eyes, it was like a blooming flower, its golden-yellow crust sparkling under the light, mouth-watering just at the sight.

Beside the flowers, there were two small dishes: one filled with bright red ketchup, and the other contained a special sauce with a rich milky aroma.

Qingqing and Weiwei tried tearing off a petal, dipped it in their favorite ketchup, and started eating.

"Crunch!"

A crisp sound burst in their mouths, the fried onion flowers’ outer layer was fragrant and crispy, perfectly combining the fresh and juicy onion with the sweet and sour taste of ketchup, making them uncontrollably exclaim with satisfaction, "So tasty, much better than small fries!"

"Yeah, mine too, ten times better than small fries!"

"Mm-hmm, mine is delicious, many, many, many times better!"

Other children also enthusiastically described their amazement after trying the delicious fried onion flowers using all the numbers they could think of.

Yuanyuan, seeing this, couldn’t resist reaching out for the fried onion flower.

She wanted to taste this seemingly delicious food herself, to see if it was really as tasty as Miss Yang and the children said.

The moment she tried it, her eyes widened instantly, and she showed a look of disbelief.

The taste of this onion was completely different from any onion she’d ever had before!

Turns out onions can be this delicious!

Now, she instantly fell in love with this taste!

"So tasty..."

While enjoying the food, Yuanyuan didn’t forget her usual question and asked Weiwei and Qingqing, "Weiwei, Qingqing, can I trade my flower for your daddy?"

Qingqing and Weiwei shook their heads like a rattle drum and firmly refused this proposal, "No, my daddy is the best daddy, I won’t trade!"

Xie Jianing and Yang Yuxi both wore a "not surprised at all" expression watching this scene.

Because this scene plays out almost every day.

We have to say, Yuanyuan is indeed quite persistent about trading daddies!

Huang Jun heard the reply from the two treasures, feeling overjoyed inside, and the corners of his mouth curved even more deeply.

Liu Ruihan saw that even those who don’t like onions praised them as delicious, and she couldn’t resist her curiosity, too, reaching for a petal and dipping it in ketchup.

"Crunch... Mm!!"

As soon as Liu Ruihan tasted one bite, her eyes widened immediately.

Although she had been told this was an onion, she still couldn’t believe it was just an onion.

This onion was significantly different from any onion she knew.

The texture of the whole petal was more unique than fries.

The sweet and sour ketchup and crispy outer layer complement each other, and the smooth texture inside the petals with a lingering sweetness made it memorable.

Liu Ruihan couldn’t stop eating, the milky aroma of the other sauce also captivated her.

"Delicious!" Liu Ruihan exclaimed, finding it truly tasty.

"Didn’t expect fried onion flowers to be so delicious." The daycare teacher held the plate, eating nearly a third of the fried onion flowers in just a few bites.

Xie Jianing forcefully nodded, "Indeed delicious."

They all found the taste of the fried onion flowers amazing, feeling that onions had become more upscale, and more admired Huang Jun’s craftsmanship, remarking that he never disappointed the children, and when they started eating, they were like hungry tigers, eating incessantly.

Yuanyuan continued discussing trading daddies with Qingqing and Weiwei while eating.

Meanwhile, Huang Jun was about to leave the classroom. As he reached Qingqing and Weiwei’s table, ready to say goodbye, he heard Liu Ruihan shout to him without hesitation, "Daddy!"

"Uh..."

Huang Jun was suddenly dumbfounded!

Uh... so direct?!

Speaking of, if Chairman Liu knew his precious daughter was calling Huang Jun "Daddy", would he rush to the kindergarten with a forty-centimeter broadsword looking to settle accounts?

Yang Yuxi and other teachers couldn’t help but laugh secretly.

"Indeed, the charm of Qingqing’s dad is impressive!" Yang Yuxi exclaimed.

...

Big class.

"Teacher, these fried onion flowers don’t taste like onions at all!"

At the big class’s lunch table, the fried onion flowers had been a familiar presence for many years.

Whenever this dish appeared, the children always showed a "here we go again" expression.

That unique onion flavor...

Even though the teachers repeatedly emphasized not being picky, the kids still racked their brains to avoid eating the fried onion flowers.

In short, for them, as long as the mind doesn’t slip, there’s always more solutions than difficulties!

Some put the fried onion flowers in the plate without touching them, and when the teacher came to inquire, they made excuses to say they’d eat later, only to find the fried onion flowers untouched when lunch ended; Others were more straightforward and rough, "accidentally" dropping the fried onion flowers on the floor, using dirtiness as a way to avoid eating them; Taking advantage of when the teacher turned away busy, quietly clenching the fried onion flowers in their hands, then quickly and swiftly throwing them into the nearby trash can.

But today the situation took the teachers by surprise.

They expected the children to resist the fried onion flowers as usual, but surprisingly, after tasting it, they all expressed their willingness to eat.

"Yes, today’s fried onion flowers are really good! Kids, we should cherish every bite of food and not be picky!" The teacher saw the children’s change with heartfelt relief and joy.

"Got it!"

Compared to the fried onion flowers they had before, today’s version was indeed more to their liking, so they ate seriously.

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