Chapter 910 - 618: Thick Skin Wins All, Thin Skin Gets Nothing

Chapter 910: Chapter 618: Thick Skin Wins All, Thin Skin Gets Nothing

Huang Jun patiently explained, "It’s actually not hard. The main thing is you need to put some thought into mixing the seasonings. If you want to make it at home, you can go to the supermarket and buy some ready-made seasonings, then slice the potatoes thinly, or use a grater to shave them into thin slices. Remember to rinse them once with cold water first, then bring a pot of water to a boil and cook the potato slices for two or three minutes until they turn translucent, then fish them out and put them into cold water to cool. Finally, put the potato slices into the oil and fry them until they’re golden and crispy. Just remember not to let the oil get too hot, that way the chips will definitely taste just as good..."

He went through the detailed steps for making chips in one breath, the little tutorial clear and straightforward, so that even someone with no cooking experience could easily master it.

Qu Qing recorded Huang Jun’s words with her phone while saying expectantly, "My Pengpeng’s favorite thing is chips. Once we get home later, I’ve got to hurry and fry some for him to try..."

These words fell into Lin Yipeng’s ears and made him suddenly feel that his mom really did dote on him, and his earlier little moodiness vanished at once.

He clung to Qu Qing’s side and happily joined his mom in eating for free.

As the saying goes, the thick-skinned eat everywhere, the thin-skinned go hungry.

Just like the Lin Weilin couple, who took the chance of bringing food over to generously taste every dish Huang Jun had made.

Although they didn’t eat to their heart’s content because they were too embarrassed to really let go, they at least satisfied a bit of their cravings.

As for the other parents...

Although they were also drawn by the smell of the food, because they were too shy to come over and ask, they could only sneak a few bites of what their own kids brought back after sharing with Huang Jun.

Luckily, Huang Jun had prepared plenty of food, and the parents in the class were all very measured, not letting their kids camp here and mooch endlessly.

So the food on the picnic mat never actually got finished.

At first, only the kids from Class (4) came over to Huang Jun’s spot, but before long, kids from other classes also made their way to him one after another.

"Uncle Chef Huang, here, have this. This is my favorite Planet Cup~"

Chenchen from Class (3) couldn’t resist running over, offering up a pack of Planet Cup snacks like a treasure to Huang Jun.

"Thanks!"

Seeing the little guy sharing his favorite snack with him, Huang Jun could only accept with a smile, symbolically taking two, then reciprocated, "See if there’s any snack here you like. If there is, take some."

On the picnic mat, more than half of the food he’d made was already gone, but the return snacks other kids had sent over were piling up like a small mountain.

He wanted to take the chance to offload some; otherwise, he’d gone out with armfuls of stuff, and going back might be even heavier.

"Whoa, so many snacks~"

Chenchen’s eyes widened when he saw how many snacks were here at Huang Jun’s spot.

But the little guy was still very well-behaved. He didn’t grab wildly just because there were lots of snacks.

Instead, from the bottom of his heart he took a bit of the food Huang Jun had made to eat, and didn’t touch the other snacks at all.

Got to say, the kid had pretty good taste, but then...

It left Huang Jun a bit helpless.

After all, he still hadn’t successfully pushed out those snacks...

So he simply stuffed a few kinds of snacks into Chenchen’s hands, and only then did Chenchen happily accept them.

Seeing him busy taking care of kids from the other classes, Qingqing and Weiwei snuggled closer into his arms, and in unison acted spoiled: "Daddy, hurry and feel our little tummies, we’re so full~"

"If you’re that full, how come you’re still eating?"

Huang Jun spoke while gently rubbing their bellies, which were puffed up like little balloons, only to discover that their little hands were still stuffing chips into their mouths, and he couldn’t help but smile wryly.

Qingqing blinked her big, bright eyes like black grapes, her gaze full of innocence and mischief as she replied in a milky voice, "Daddy, my little tummy really is full, but my mouth seems to have a mind of its own. It says it still wants to taste a bit more..."

Weiwei bobbed her little head in agreement and said, "Yeah, Daddy, even though my little tummy is already stuffed round, my little mouth keeps saying it hasn’t had enough yet!"

"Sounds to me like it’s the two of you who still want to eat! You really are a pair of little gluttons..."

Listening to their innocent words, the corners of Huang Jun’s lips couldn’t help but lift into a doting smile, and he gently pinched the two little ones’ tiny noses.

Qingqing and Weiwei exchanged a glance and grinned, playfully winking as they chimed together, "Heehee, we are little gluttons. It’s your fault, Daddy, everything you make is so tasty, we just can’t stop..."

"Oh, so it’s all Dad’s fault, huh!"

Huang Jun let out a speechless laugh and reached out to lightly pinch their chubby cheeks, earning a string of bell-like giggles from the two little girls.

Off to the side, Yang Yuxi and Xie Jianing watched this scene, both unconsciously breaking into an "auntie smile."

Then they noticed that the kids in the class had basically finished eating and were running all over the grass, so they got up to organize them to play a game.

The kids quickly joined hands with them to form a circle and started playing the "Drop the Handkerchief" game.

Meanwhile, Huang Jun looked at the food still left on the picnic mat, thinking that although they could keep eating in the afternoon, letting it sit too long might affect the taste.

He picked up the food and asked the nearby parents he got along well with, "Parents, I’ve still got some cold cuts and fried drumsticks and chips left. Do you want some?"

"Of course we do!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Yulong ran over without any ceremony and grabbed a marinated duck leg to taste.

Once the other parents heard him, they also put down their reserve, crowding over to pick out what they liked.

Of course.

The parents weren’t eating his food for nothing.

They basically all sent over some of their unfinished snacks in exchange, so the pile of snacks on Huang Jun’s side grew even larger.

He could practically open a little convenience stall now!

"You’re all too polite. Hurry and take these snacks back. I’ve already got a mountain of them over here..."

Huang Jun declined with a laugh.

But those parents didn’t care about that...

They just put the snacks in their hands down on Huang Jun’s picnic mat, then each picked out the food they wanted, and happily went back to their own spots, enjoying the food while watching their kids’ laughter and shouts as they played.

"Mm, the fried wings that Qingqing’s dad made are really good. Even after sitting for a while, the texture is still amazing..."

With a surprised look on her face, Liu Jinyan then turned to Huang Jun not far away and said, "Qingqing’s dad, next time you make fried wings, could you record a tutorial video? Our Niuniu especially loves fried wings, and I want to make some for her at home."

It wasn’t that she wanted to save money, she just felt that food made by her own hands was more reassuring than what you buy outside.

At the same time, she silently felt a bit sorry on Wan Zhenhong’s behalf.

He’d actually chosen to go to work because the kindergarten didn’t provide lunch, instead of coming to accompany his daughter on this spring outing, and ended up missing out on this chance to enjoy all this delicious food.

If he found out, he’d probably regret it so much his guts would turn green...

"No problem, I’ll definitely record a video for you next time."

Huang Jun readily agreed to Liu Jinyan’s request, holding a cup of coffee—he had no idea which parent had given it to him—and taking a sip.

What could he do, coffee doesn’t keep well and it’s not easy to carry.

Just now, whenever Qingqing or Weiwei tasted something good, they never forgot to stuff a bite into Huang Jun’s mouth. And the kids who had crowded over were even more enthusiastic, scrambling to feed him. He’d practically been fed full just on the kids’ enthusiasm without having to lift his chopsticks much himself.

As time went by, the picnic gradually drew to an end.

Before packing up, Huang Jun distributed the remaining snacks to the teachers present and the kitchen staff...

After that, he took Qingqing and Weiwei to continue roaming around the park.

They went to the pottery studio, experienced the fun of "playing with mud," and personally molded three uniquely styled vases; then they went to the pony paddock and rode the horses, feeling the wind whistling past their ears and the freedom and exhilaration of it.

It wasn’t until after three in the afternoon that they reluctantly returned to the meeting point, and got on the bus back together with the other parents.

As the bus slowly pulled away, this spring outing full of laughter and beautiful memories came to a perfect close.