Chapter 126 Has the teacher eaten? Would you like some glutinous rice balls?

Every morning after breakfast, Wen Xinglan and Wen Xingrui would either go to the park with their grandparents or dig in the yard with a spatula. But no matter what they were busy with, they would always appear in the kitchen around eleven o'clock looking for something to eat.

An Fusheng went to school today, and Wen Yue was busy making some takeout. The two of them went to the kitchen and called for food for a long time, but no one gave them anything. They ran to hug Wen Yue's legs, but Wen Yue thought they were in the way. "Zhaolin, do you see what you can eat and make some for them?"

"no problem."

Wen Yue asked Zhao Lin to find out what food was readily available for them, but Zhao Lin thought Wen Yue wanted him to cook.

Yesterday, An Fusheng demonstrated how to cook various dishes to Zhaolin all day long, and Zhaolin remembered the process of An Fusheng making egg pancakes for Wen Xingrui and Wen Xinglan when he had some free time. He didn't expect it to come in handy today.

Zhaolin beckoned to the two children with his finger, "Come here, your brother will make you something delicious."

The two children walked towards him expectantly. Zhaolin raised his chin slightly and asked with great pride, "Do you want to eat an egg pancake?"

The two children nodded.

Zhaolin was satisfied. "Wait."

Then I took out eggs, milk and a bag of low-gluten flour from the refrigerator. "Isn't it just a matter of mixing the eggs, milk and flour together and then frying them briefly? It's very simple."

However, when he tried, he ran into trouble right from the first step. He had only cracked the egg lightly, but it broke in two. The egg liquid slid all over the countertop. Zhao Lin secretly glanced at Wen Yue. Good, she was busy cooking and didn't have time to look over there. Zhao Lin quickly grabbed the egg from the countertop and put it in a bowl, pretending that nothing had happened, and continued to crack the second egg.

After cracking two eggs, he added milk and flour to the bowl. "How much milk and flour should I put in again? Master seemed to have just put them in randomly yesterday."

So Zhaolin followed An Fusheng's example, casually pouring a carton of milk into a bowl, then a pile of flour, and finally adding vegetable leaves and salt, while humming a song as he stirred it.

"Hmm? It seems a bit watery."

Add some flour.

"It seems a bit hard."

Add another carton of milk.

...

When An Fusheng returned from school, he entered the kitchen and saw Zhaolin squatting on the ground stirring a large bowl of some kind of paste. Wen Xinglan and Wen Xingrui stood beside him, bending over and watching intently, while Zhaolin looked smug.

"What are you doing?" An Fusheng asked curiously.

Hearing An Fusheng's voice, Wen Yue turned around: "Big brother, you're finally back! Come and cook. I don't know if the customers will give me bad reviews, but I'm afraid they'll get impatient, so I've made some dishes that I can cook first."

An Fusheng was keeping track of the time. Most customers ordered food delivery at 12 o'clock, and he could make it back at 11 o'clock to cook. "Okay, I'll do it."

An Fusheng went to cook, and Zhaolin breathed a sigh of relief. He had accidentally made too much batter and didn't really want to be found out.

Wen Yue was busy helping An Fusheng and didn't have time to look at Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin secretly took out the electric griddle, holding it in one hand and a full bowl of batter in the other, and said to Wen Xinglan and Wen Xingrui like a thief, "Let's go to the restaurant to make it."

The two little foodies followed a bowl of porridge to the restaurant.

Zhaolin was very proud of his success in luring the foodies, saying, "Just you wait, you'll be able to eat soon."

Plug in the electric griddle and heat it up. Then scoop a few spoonfuls of batter into the griddle. The batter was a bit thin, and there was too much batter poured into the griddle at once. It took a long time to cook and it still hadn't set. Zhaolin said, "This griddle is no good. The temperature is too low. It takes forever to cook properly. No wonder Master doesn't use it."

Zhaolin used a spatula to flip the still-unformed batter back and forth, breaking it into pieces. In the end, it was cooked through, but it didn't look like a pancake at all. Zhaolin picked up a piece of broken pancake and gave it to Wen Xingrui: "Here you go. It's a bit broken, but it doesn't affect the taste."

"It doesn't affect the taste at all," Wen Xingrui said happily as he ate it, only to spit it out with a pained expression.

"Not tasty? Impossible."

Zhaolin was so confident that he didn't even taste it himself, but picked up another piece and gave it to Wen Xinglan.

Wen Xinglan ate with great anticipation, chewed a few times, paused, frowned, and with a bitter face, used her tongue to push everything out of her mouth.

"You also think it doesn't taste good?"

He didn't believe it, so Zhaolin picked up a few more pieces from the pot and placed them in front of the stray cats watching. The stray cats all took a few steps back in unison. Zhaolin: "..."

"My process for making the pancakes today is absolutely correct. What's wrong with you all?" Zhao Lin said, throwing a pancake into his mouth. He stopped before he could finish his sentence.

A second later, he spat out everything in his mouth. That wasn't enough; he frantically scraped his tongue with his teeth, determined to get rid of all the remaining taste. It was too salty! So salty it was bitter! And some parts of it were still undercooked.

...

"Do you want to eat spicy strips?" Zhaolin coaxed the two innocent children, "Spicy strips are delicious."

Upon hearing the word "delicious," Wen Xinglan and Wen Xingrui nodded unconsciously.

Zhaolin: "Let's make a deal. I'll throw this away, and you can't tell on me. In return, I'll treat you to spicy snacks, okay?"

Wen Xinglan: "Okay."

Wen Xingrui: "Okay."

"It's a deal!"

Zhaolin quickly picked up the bowl of batter, crouched down, and came out of the restaurant. Just as he was about to rush to the restroom, he bumped into Lou Lan, who was coming down from upstairs.

"Xiao Zhao, what are you doing?"

"Ah, Lou... Lou's mother."

"What are you making for dinner today? Why is there such a big bowl of batter?"

"Ah, make, make pancakes, I love to eat them, I eat a lot of them."

Lou Lan nodded knowingly, "Are you making so much just for pancakes for lunch? Then hurry up and make it."

"Yes, yes."

Under Lou Lan's watchful eye, Zhao Lin had no choice but to take the batter into the kitchen.

An Fusheng had just seen Zhaolin stirring the batter, so he wasn't surprised to see him carrying a bowl of batter. He was just a little puzzled: "Why are you stirring so much batter?"

Zhaolin: "Because I want to eat it."

An Fusheng: "There's no need to make so many."

Zhaolin: "Because I eat a lot..."

...

An Fusheng prepared takeout and lunch, and helped Zhaolin make pancakes.

Before making the pancakes, An Fusheng habitually dipped a little batter into the dough with his chopsticks to taste it, and then he fell silent...

...

Wasting food was out of the question, so An Fusheng added a dozen eggs, three boxes of milk, all the remaining flour, and some chopped vegetables to the batter, finally diluting the saltiness.

In the end, I made a huge bowl of flatbread, as big as a washbasin.

At lunchtime, everyone saw a large bowl of flatbread on the table and couldn't help but ask, "Why are there so many flatbreads today?"

Zhaolin could only repeatedly emphasize that he loved to eat and that he could eat a lot, and then, with tears in his eyes, he ate the whole bowl of flatbread...

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The next day was the Lantern Festival, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

The Lantern Festival falls on a workday, so there's no public holiday, but it's a very important traditional festival that people still value.

When An Fusheng went to buy groceries in the morning, he bought the ingredients for making glutinous rice balls.

When the children came home from school in the afternoon, An Fusheng invited everyone to shake glutinous rice balls together.

Anfusheng had already prepared the fillings for the glutinous rice balls in advance, so the children could start making them as soon as they got back.

Grandma told everyone the story of the Lantern Festival and the difference between Yuanxiao and Tangyuan. An Fusheng taught everyone how to make Yuanxiao. Everyone held the plate and shook it with great enthusiasm, and insisted on only eating the ones they made.

"Big brother, can I save half of my glutinous rice balls for my sister? She can eat them when she comes home from school on Friday," Bai Mangmang said.

An Fusheng: "Okay."

"Lanterns are meant to be eaten on the Lantern Festival. Why don't we cook some glutinous rice balls and take them to Miaomiao's school later? Her school isn't far away anyway," Grandma said.

Bai Mangmang looked at An Fusheng: "Is it okay, big brother?"

An Fusheng looked at Lou Lan: "Is it alright, Aunt Lou?"

Lou Lan: "I'll ask her homeroom teacher."

Lou Lan texted Bai Miaomiao's homeroom teacher to ask, and to her surprise, the teacher said it was okay.

Grandma: "I knew it! Holidays should have a sense of ritual. Schools aren't inhumane places."

The restaurant was closed this afternoon. Now that Wen's mother has a car, she picks Wen Xinghe up from school early, and the family eats dinner early.

After dinner, An Fusheng cooked glutinous rice balls for Bai Miaomiao.

Bai Miaomiao's homeroom teacher said that they only had evening self-study at 7 p.m., so they had plenty of time.

An Fusheng was helping Bai Miaomiao cook glutinous rice balls, and Bai Miaomiao was helping out. When she saw An Fusheng pour the rest of the large plate of glutinous rice balls into the pot to cook, she couldn't help but ask, "Big brother, can sister eat all of this?"

An Fusheng: "Give one to her classmate as well."

Bai Mangmang: "Okay!"

When Bai Xun and the others came to the orphanage last time, Bai Mangmang got to know them well.

An Fusheng made two kinds of glutinous rice balls: red bean paste glutinous rice balls and soybean flour glutinous rice balls. Red bean paste glutinous rice balls are made by putting cooked glutinous rice balls into red bean paste, so that they are not too sweet. Soybean flour glutinous rice balls are made by rolling cooked glutinous rice balls in soybean flour, so that the outside of the glutinous rice balls is coated with a layer of soybean flour. The soybean flour is made by An Fusheng himself, which is made by grinding roasted dried soybeans, and has a particularly strong roasted aroma.

After making and packing the glutinous rice balls, An Fusheng took Bai Mangmang to deliver them to Bai Miaomiao.

Bai Mangmang even brought her badge, eager to show it off to them, because everyone else had gone, but she was the only one to receive the mystery gift, hehe.

An Fusheng drove his newly bought car and arrived at Bai Miaomiao's school in just over ten minutes.

"Sister!" Bai Mangmang pointed ahead and said, "Sister is waiting for us at the door."

An Fusheng found an empty parking space near the school gate, parked his car, picked up the insulated bag, and said, "Let's go."

Bai Mangmang picked up his baby and got off the bus with An Fusheng.

"Sister!" Bai Mangmang shouted to Bai Miaomiao as soon as she got out of the car.

Bai Miaomiao paused for a moment before turning her gaze towards An Fusheng and Bai Mangmang. Seeing that it was her older brother and younger sister, a smile appeared on Bai Miaomiao's originally serious face.

"Sister, were you waiting for us? Do you know we came to bring you Yuanxiao (sweet rice balls)?" Bai Mangmang skipped and hopped to Bai Miaomiao's side.

“Yes, my homeroom teacher told me,” Bai Miaomiao said.

An Fusheng: "Can we bring it into the school to eat? We brought extra, thinking you could share it with your classmates."

Bai Miaomiao: "Sure."

Today is the Lantern Festival. Schools are not allowed to have a holiday as required, but the school is very humane and allows parents to bring food to their children. As long as they are confirmed to be parents of students and register, they can enter the school.

Bai Miaomiao led An Fusheng and Bai Mangmang to a pavilion near the teaching building, where Bai Xun, Tang Xi, and Yang Yu were already waiting.

An Fusheng thought to himself: Luckily, I brought a lot.

Seeing Bai Miaomiao return, Bai Xun asked, "Why did you take so long?"

An Fusheng said, "We are sorry we are late."

Bai Xun: "No, no, thank you for thinking of us, brother."

Tang Xi and Yang Yu also thanked An Fusheng.

Bai Mangmang ran ahead, and as soon as they reached the pavilion, she began to show off her smacked ears, causing a sensation.

"Help! It looks so good! But I didn't write a card!"

"I didn't write anything, and nobody told me the mystery gift was a badge! Ughhhhh, is it too late for me to write it now?!"

"Aaaaaah, my instant noodles were confiscated by my mom as soon as I got home! I want some too!"

A crowd gathered around, watching the white, splattered mess, and were filled with regret.

An Fusheng witnessed once again the fervor of today's young people for these strange and unusual things.

I'm not much older than them, so why do I feel like we were born in different eras? Is it a difference in time and space?

Last night, An Fusheng specifically looked up what a bashi was and also learned about millet. Now he knows, but he still can't understand why everyone likes those things so much.

However, he fully respected their preferences, and only after they calmed down did An Fusheng take out the glutinous rice balls, saying, "Come and eat them quickly, otherwise they won't taste good if left for too long."

An Fusheng first gave each of them a bowl of red bean paste dumplings. As they picked up the dumplings, they were still regretting that they hadn't filled out the cards and missed the chance to get a smack.

Bai Mangmang dropped an even bigger bombshell on her: "I've also been hired as the global taste tester for Little Tiger Instant Noodles! They invited me to visit and taste the noodles in the UK, and also gave me a ten-day trip to Europe."

"What? What are you talking about?" Tang Xi felt like she had heard some incredible news, but her mind went blank and she couldn't analyze the exact information for the moment.

"Big brother, right?" Bai Mangmang asked.

An Fusheng: "Yes."

"Ahhh! Really?" The news finally reached her brain, and Tang Xi screamed with excitement.

An Fusheng couldn't help but move a little further away from her; her voice was just too shrill and piercing.

The others also realized what was happening and exclaimed in disbelief: "Really? A ten-day trip to Europe? And all we eat is instant noodles?"

An Fusheng: "It's not just about eating instant noodles, it's about the reward we received for having our suggestions to Mang Mang adopted."

"Ahhhhh! Little sister! You're amazing! I admire you so much!" Bai Xun grabbed Bai Mangmang and shook her vigorously.

"If you don't eat the glutinous rice balls soon, they'll get cold," An Fusheng said. "Hurry up and eat the glutinous rice balls. They'll get cold easily once they're served, and eating them cold is bad for your stomach."

After calming their surging emotions, everyone finally picked up the glutinous rice balls to eat.

The homeroom teacher, Ms. Wu, heard someone screaming from afar. When she got closer, she found that it was actually her students. Seeing that several of them were eating, she said, "Oh, it's you guys? What's so delicious that you're screaming like that?"

Bai Mangmang quickly hid her badge. Teachers love confiscating students' things, and the badge couldn't be discovered by the teacher.

When they saw the homeroom teacher coming over, everyone stood up and greeted her respectfully, including An Fusheng and Bai Mangmang.

Teacher Wu regularly stakes out the food that Bai Miaomiao brings from home every week. Knowing that the food at Bai Miaomiao's house is delicious, he started eyeing it as soon as Bai Miaomiao's parents said they were coming to deliver food to her. However, since the parents had asked for his permission before delivering the food, he couldn't very well confiscate it. He was initially quite disappointed, but then he unexpectedly bumped into them. What a coincidence!

Teacher Wu greeted everyone with the demeanor of a respected teacher.

Logically, he should have left after greeting others who were eating, but he didn't. He strolled leisurely into the pavilion and sat down.

An Fusheng said, "Teacher, have you eaten? Would you like some glutinous rice balls? There are still some here."

This is like greeting someone in the village and asking if they've eaten. Usually, people would say they have, but Teacher Wu said, "Not yet, I just finished."

No way, he just came out for a walk after eating in the cafeteria.

"Huh?" An Fusheng was taken aback for a moment, but quickly recovered. "Is the teacher so busy? Is there no food left in the cafeteria this late? How about the teacher just have some glutinous rice balls?"

Teacher Wu reluctantly said, "Is there still a lot left? Then I'll share some with you. The cafeteria might really be out of food at this hour."

Teacher Wu successfully managed to get a bowl of red bean paste glutinous rice balls and a serving of bean flour glutinous rice balls.

The red bean paste glutinous rice balls have a soft and glutinous texture and a delicate consistency. The filling is sesame and sweet, but not too much sugar is added to the red bean paste, so it tastes sweet but not cloying, and has a rich red bean aroma. With one bite, you can taste the soft and smooth texture of the glutinous rice balls and feel the sweet and mellow red bean paste, bringing you a full taste experience.

Soybean flour glutinous rice balls are sweet, soft, and chewy. The soybean flour coating on the rice balls is also particularly fragrant. When chewing, the softness of the glutinous rice and the delicacy and rich aroma of the soybean flour intertwine, creating a very rich taste. The aroma of soybean flour permeates the mouth and between the lips and teeth, giving it a unique, rustic flavor that is unforgettable.

Bai Miaomiao and the others were initially a little reserved because their homeroom teacher was there, but they completely forgot about that as they ate and became engrossed in eating.

After finishing their glutinous rice balls, An Fusheng and Bai Mangmang went home, while Teacher Wu led several students back to the classroom, satisfied.

Ms. Wu only graduated and became a teacher last year. Actually, she doesn't have any airs of a teacher. Even if she does, it's just an act. Once she has something to eat, she can't keep up the act anymore. "Miaomiao, from now on, if you bring food from home to school, just give one to the teacher. The teacher won't confiscate it."

Bai Xun: "Teacher, you like the food that Brother Miaomiao makes, right? You confiscate Miaomiao's food on purpose every time?"

Nonsense, how could accepting things not be intentional? Teacher Wu: "We're not allowed to bring food to school, so it's not unreasonable for me to only accept one serving, right? Don't think I don't know, Miaomiao always brings two servings."

Bai Miaomiao: "..."

Bai Xun: "But everyone else brought some, but you didn't accept any. You only accepted Miao Miao's."

Teacher Wu: "If Miaomiao hands it over voluntarily, then I won't have to collect it."

Bai Xun: "..."

Bai Miaomiao: "Teacher, actually my older brother owns a restaurant."

Hmm? You opened a restaurant? Teacher Wu: "What's the name? Where is it located? What time do you open?"

Bai Miaomiao took out a card from her pocket: "Scan the code to order food. Currently, we only offer delivery. It's best to make a reservation in advance, otherwise you might not be able to order."

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Author's Note: I don't even know which content is sensitive. Lately, every chapter I publish either goes through online review or senior review, and the review process is so long. This means that if I find grammatical errors or typos in the text, I can't correct them immediately. I just watch helplessly as everyone reads through them, and I'm so anxious I'm about to go bald! [crying emoji]