Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten-Chapter 52 - 49: How About Having Lunch at Kindergarten Again Tomorrow?
Jinyuan District, top floor.
Huang Jun’s nap caused tonight’s dinner time to be delayed.
At this moment.
Preparing a lavish dinner was obviously too late, as the cooking process was too time-consuming.
To quickly solve the dinner problem, he had a brainstorm and decided to adopt another more convenient method.
After walking into the kitchen, he pulled out a handful of pasta from the cupboard, then found the beef tenderloin he originally planned to use for other dishes in the evening from the refrigerator, along with fresh green peppers, red peppers, and onions.
Actually, making pasta is not complicated, but the key to cooking delicious pasta lies in controlling the heat and timing and amount of seasoning.
But for Huang Jun, who has a knack for cooking, these were not difficult tasks.
Once all the ingredients were cleaned, he picked up a sharp kitchen knife and cut against the grain of the beef tenderloin, each slice just right, into strips about half a finger wide.
The sliced beef was placed in a bowl, and soy sauce, cooking oil, dark soy sauce, white pepper, salt, olive oil, and an appropriate amount of starch were added and mixed well.
During the marinating process.
He added cold water several times, mixing to ensure the beef was fully absorbed.
This way, the stir-fried beef would be more tender and smooth.
Next, he used soy sauce, oyster sauce, white sugar, starch, black pepper, and an appropriate amount of water to make the soul black pepper sauce.
Finally, he sliced half an onion and some green and red bell peppers to add color and texture to the pasta.
When everything was ready, he started to cook this quick and delicious black pepper beef pasta.
He turned on the gas stove, and the blue flames licked the bottom of the pot, instantly bringing a wave of heat.
After adding water to the pot and bringing it to a boil, he put the pasta in, adding a small spoonful of salt to increase the noodles’ toughness.
While boiling the pasta, he started another pot.
Once the pot was hot, he poured in an appropriate amount of olive oil. When the oil’s temperature was just right, he gently slid the marinated beef into the pot and quickly stir-fried it over medium heat.
In a moment.
The kitchen was filled with a rich and intense beef aroma.
When the beef was completely colored and cooked through, he plated it and set it aside.
By this time, the pasta was also done.
He fished it out, rinsed it under cold water to prevent sticking, then drained the water and set it aside.
Next, he used the oil left from stir-frying the beef to add the bell pepper and onion slices, stir-frying until they were about 80% cooked. Then, he added the cooked beef and vegetables, stirring them together evenly.
Then, he poured the cooked pasta in and quickly stir-fried and mixed it over high heat, drizzling with the pre-made black pepper sauce, continuing to stir-fry quickly until the sauce thickly and evenly coated the pasta.
At this moment.
The clattering sound of the spatula against the pot continued to resonate in the quiet kitchen, and the fragrance became even more intense.
One has to say.
This black pepper sauce was truly the soul of this pot of pasta, making him suppress the urge to sneak a taste all while attracting his two precious daughters, who ran over with their stuffed toys, thumping into the kitchen.
Standing on either side of the kitchen door, they stuck their little heads out, longing eyes glancing in the direction of the pot.
Unfortunately.
The little ones were too short to see the delicacies inside the pot.
But even so, it didn’t stop the intense aroma from teasing them, causing their little nostrils to quiver, and they couldn’t help but lick their lips.
It was a strong desire to eat it right away~
Weiwei was even more impatient and asked, "Papa, Papa, when will dinner be ready? My little tummy is starting to sing."
"If you don’t believe me, listen, it’s going gurgle gurgle gurgle!"
With that, she stuck out her little tummy, hoping Huang Jun could hear it better.
This little gesture made Huang Jun laugh out loud: "Papa heard it, and also knows you are all hungry! It’ll be ready soon, go wash your hands first, and we’ll eat in a moment."
"Yay!"
Weiwei happily jumped up on the spot, grabbing Qingqing’s hand, ready to go wash their hands together.
Before leaving, Qingqing suddenly remembered, flashed him a sweet smile, and reminded him, "Papa, your phone has been dinging."
"Alright, Daddy knows!"
Huang Jun nodded to her, seeing the black pepper beef pasta in the pot had its sauce thickened and dry, he served it onto plates one by one.
Then he peeled an apple, sliced a few cherry tomatoes, peeled a banana, and prepared a fruit salad.
He brought out the four plates on a tray, then smilingly placed a plate of pasta in front of Qingqing, pushed another plate toward Weiwei, placing forks on the edge of the plates for both of them, and said with a smile, "This one’s for Qingqing, this one’s for Weiwei, and here’s a fruit salad! Eat up!"
"Wow..."
Looking at the plate of black pepper beef pasta in front of her, Qingqing noticed that its shape was not as casually spread out on the plate as before. Instead, it was meticulously plated like a small mountain peak spiraling in the center of the plate. The edges of the plate were adorned with a little flower carved from apple peel and green leaves garnished with green peppers.
This high-level presentation left her astonished, her small mouth unwittingly opening wide, as if it could fit a whole egg.
Realizing her slight loss of composure, she instinctively covered her little mouth with her small hand.
Soon after, she curved her eyebrows in admiration and said, "Daddy, your pasta looks so beautiful, and this fruit salad is so pretty that I can’t bear to eat it!"
It must be said that Qingqing is truly an excellent cheerleader.
Meanwhile, Weiwei.
Holding a small fork, she was eating with audible smacks, blissfully unaware that some meat sauce had smeared the corners of her mouth.
"As long as you like it, Qingqing, hurry and eat, it won’t taste as good once it gets cold."
Huang Jun smiled, ruffling Qingqing’s small head, and then reached for a napkin to wipe the corners of Weiwei’s mouth. He softly said, "Weiwei, don’t rush, no one’s taking your food, look, you’ve turned into a little tabby cat from eating!"
"Hurry, hurry!"
Weiwei couldn’t help but wiggle her little butt, eager to dive back into her meal.
Watching her little sister’s greedy little tabby cat look, Qingqing couldn’t help but let the corners of her mouth curl into a slight smile.
She noticed that her dad was busy wiping her sister’s mouth, not even getting the chance to eat himself.
Considerately, she speared some pasta with her fork and clumsily passed it to Huang Jun: "Daddy, you eat too!"
"Alright, thank you, my precious daughter!"
As the pasta reached Huang Jun’s mouth, only a small bit of it remained on the fork.
Even so,
Huang Jun still smiled and ate it, enjoying the thoughtful gesture from his daughter.
The pasta was cooked to perfection, both bouncy and chewy, without being too hard. The beef juices from the black pepper sauce soaked into every strand of noodle, making each bite burst with rich meaty flavors.
Father and daughter laughed together as they chewed their noodles.
Seeing this, Weiwei began to act jealous: "Daddy, what about me? Am I your precious daughter too?"
"Of course you are, both of you are Daddy’s precious daughters!" Huang Jun nodded affirmatively.
With this answer, Weiwei seemed satisfied, and with a smile, she speared some pasta to feed Huang Jun as well.
"Thank you, my precious daughter!"
Huang Jun smiled as he ate, reminding them, "Alright, let’s all eat!"
"Mm-hmm~"
The two little ones nodded obediently and then focused intently on eating.
At that moment, Huang Jun suddenly remembered his phone.
He took out his phone, opened the group chat, and saw over 99 messages there.
More than twenty parents were frantically @-ing Huang Jun.
Seeing this, Huang Jun couldn’t help but exclaim, "Wow!"
He carefully scrolled through the chat history, reading everything from start to finish, and couldn’t help but laugh.
To Huang Jun, he didn’t think he was doing anything extraordinarily great; being able to spend more time with his two precious daughters was always his ideal way of life.
Making sugar figurines to amuse the kids was really a selfish act because he didn’t want the other kids’ cries to disturb his daughters.
He quickly took out his phone to reply.
Qingqing and Weiwei’s Dad: I sincerely apologize for just seeing everyone’s messages. Please rest assured, I will make sure all the children are well-fed.
Qingqing and Weiwei’s Dad: I’m a parent too; both my kids are in the same class as yours, and I promise to treat everyone equally, O(∩_∩)O Haha~
His reply was warmly received by the other parents, and they all gave him thumbs up.
Liu Qiangtao couldn’t help but praise Huang Jun to his wife: "Qingqing’s dad is really nice. As long as he remains the chef at the kindergarten, we won’t have to worry about Yuanyuan’s meals there anymore."
"Indeed, his two daughters are in the kindergarten too, and he certainly puts more effort into cooking!" Li Xiuxian nodded in agreement with a smile.
The other parents shared the same feeling.
They laughed as they asked their children, "How’s the food made by Qingqing’s dad in your class?"
"Delicious!"
Hearing this answer, the parents seized the opportunity to ask, "So, do you want to eat at kindergarten again tomorrow?"
"Yes!"
The parents felt reassured about school the next day when they heard their children eagerly agree without hesitation.
As for how it went the next morning...
