To accompany my daughter, I worked as a chef in the kindergarten

Chapter 117 Touched, my son can make dumplings

Seeing Xiaopang's expectant eyes, Ye Chen couldn't refuse directly.

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

He took the dumpling wrapper, filled it with fillings, and tried hard to shape it into the shape of Ultraman. In the end, he could only barely make out the shape of a human.

"Little Fatty, I really tried my best. You just have to live and watch."

Xiaopang felt a little disappointed after taking the human-shaped dumpling.

As for Ultraman, the red light on his chest has no characteristics at all!

Hey, it seems that Father Ye is not omnipotent!

Seeing this scene, the little ones held up their dumpling wrappers to look for Ye Chen.

"Dad Ye, I want a little butterfly!"

"I want a big tiger!"

"I want an armored warrior, and I want the Xingtian Armor!"

"Dad Ye, I want to pinch myself!"

Ye Chen looked at the children gathered around and scratched his head helplessly.

This is such an outrageous request. It's just a dumpling wrapper!

No matter how good I am, I still can't shape dumplings into so many shapes. Then I would have already applied for the Guinness World Record!

The name of the record is, the man who can wrap the most shapes of dumplings in history!

Children’s wild imagination can sometimes make people very distressed~

Although it was a headache, Ye Chen still tried his best to meet everyone's requests and wrap the dumplings into various shapes. For some that were too outrageous, he really had no choice.

When all the dumplings are wrapped, you can put the dumplings on.

He asked each child to leave a few dumplings to take back to their parents. This is the result of today's kindergarten. I can proudly tell them that I can also cook!

The rest was served as lunch.

Ye Chen went to the kitchen with several large plates of dumplings. He first boiled a large pot of water. After the water boiled, he added the dumplings and waited until they floated.

When the time came, Ye Chen opened the lid and took a look. As expected, what was floating inside was all pork, cabbage and pieces of dumpling wrappers!

If you think about it, you will know that the dumplings come in so many strange shapes. They look quite novel. It would be strange if the fillings are not exposed!

But this is good. After all, the dumplings are made by the little guys themselves, so there is a sense of accomplishment in it.

The dumplings arrived, in small bowls, steaming with white mist.

When the little ones got the dumplings, they couldn't wait to eat them, but they were so hot that they couldn't stop breathing.

After cooling the dumplings for a while, I couldn't wait to take a bite. A stream of juice slowly flowed out, and the aroma of pork and cabbage filled my entire mouth.

"What a great time!"

"It's so hot, so hot, I want to eat another one!"

"These dumplings are much more delicious than those made by mom!"

"I also learned to cook!"

Everyone who ate the dumplings thought they were delicious and couldn't stop eating one after another.

Ye Chen knew that it wasn't because of how delicious the dumplings were, but because they were made by hand.

There is a saying that what you make with your own hands smells good!

This dumpling is the same thing!

Participate in it with your own hands, and when you eat it, you will have the feeling of tasting the fruits of your own labor, which will unintentionally add points!

Hu Tutu held up the bowl and brought it to the two of them: "Mom, Dad, try the dumplings made by Tutu!"

Zhang Xiaoli was so moved that she almost shed tears. Tutu has grown so big and it is the first time to cook for her parents!

Regardless of whether it tastes good or not, this feeling is unique!

"Tutu, good son!"

She ate a strange-shaped dumpling, with a big hole in the wrapper and the fillings hanging precariously around the edges. It was at the stage of leakage. But Zhang Xiaoli enjoyed the food very much. She touched Hu Tutu's head and said, "My dear son, mother has decided to send you to kindergarten here next month!"

"Yeah, long live mom!"

After a morning of experience, they finally understood the difference between Chunmiao Kindergarten and decided to send Tutu over.

After editing the video shot by Su Qingyin, it was uploaded to the platform and a copy was also sent to the parent group.

"Are you making dumplings? I saw my son!"

"Oh my god, my son usually doesn't even go into the kitchen, but today he can actually make dumplings!"

Su Qingyin: Parents, we also asked the children to bring some dumplings home, so you can eat them at night.

"If I can eat the dumplings made by that brat, I promise never to hit him again!"

“It was the right choice to choose Chunmiao Kindergarten (like)”

Ye Chen went to the market to purchase some ingredients and prepared to test new stall dishes.

Just those few things, no matter how delicious they are, everyone will gradually get tired of them.

After school in the evening, pick up Ye Xiaonan and go home.

On the way, he received a call from his parents, saying that they had sent him a box of specialties for him and Xiao Nan to try.

He went to pick up the express delivery and found that it was a box of dried sweet potatoes, which must have been dried last fall.

I took one for Xiao Nan and she took a bite. The sweetness of the dried sweet potato instantly penetrated her heart and spleen.

Dried sweet potatoes are much sweeter than freshly picked sweet potatoes because the water evaporates and the sugar condenses.

However, dried sweet potatoes are relatively hard, which is difficult to eat and puts a heavy burden on the stomach. You should not eat more of them every day.

Speaking of which, I haven’t been back to my hometown for a long time. Let’s take Xiaonan home this week. Mom and dad must miss Xiaonan very much.

I have said several times that they are always unwilling to move to the city.

In the past, I was worried that Li Jing would not want to do it, but now I am worried that I will lose my job and will not be able to support my family.

In fact, the kindergarten salary plus the income from running a stall may not be as good as a hotel chef.

In addition, the chicken feet formula is sold, which is another huge amount of income. Later, when the chicken feet are on the market, I can still make money while lying down. Maybe I can try to buy a store?

But there may not be that much time.

Yaya's mother, Wang Yayun, received Yaya. Since Yaya ran away from home, she has spent more time on her children.

Try not to work overtime as much as possible. Although there are fewer opportunities for promotion, but with more time to spend with Yaya, the smiles on her face are visible to the naked eye.

"Mom!" Yaya threw herself into Wang Yayun's arms, holding a box of dumplings in her hand.

"Yaya, what are you holding in your hand?"

"It's the dumplings made by Yaya!"

Su Qingyin came over and said with a smile: "Mother Yaya, today the kindergarten organized a cooking experience class. Father Ye took the little ones to make dumplings. Yaya made them very well! There are also videos in the parent group, you can watch them. "

Wang Yayun was really too busy and didn't have much time to watch the parent group, and then she realized it.

"Oh, it's great that there is such a course in kindergarten! Yaya, when I get home, mommy will try your dumplings! By the way, Teacher Su, is Chef Ye gone?"

"Well, he has taken Xiaonan back, what's wrong?"

"Ah, no, it's nothing."

(End of this chapter)