Qi Yu, a seasoned businessman from a good family, exudes an aura that Lan Qingyue, a naive college student, could hardly resist. Feeling a chill in her heart, she moved her small stool next to Chu Chu, using Chu Chu's chubby body to block his view.
Perfect~
Looking at the people not far away who were like startled birds, Qi Yu frowned almost imperceptibly.
Chu Chu carefully turned around, stepping on the bricks, and nestled into Lan Qingyue's arms, proudly saying, "Mommy, there are fifty dumplings in total~~~"
Are you sure?
"Yes, I'm sure. Chuchu counted twice~~~"
The little guy's face was full of pride.
How many patterns are there?
She only made fifty dumplings, not fifty different kinds.
neat:"???"
Every dumpling is different; fifty dumplings mean fifty different styles, right?
"Look at you, you're just too happy to take it all in."
Lan Qingyue pinched Chu Chu's cheeks, finding it amusing. "I only made fifty dumplings; I couldn't possibly come up with fifty different designs."
"Then we won't be number one anymore~~~"
Chu Chu was still thinking about the prize for first place, which might be food, something delicious, enough to eat for a week.
Lan Qingyue: "You'll know when the mission is over."
Anyway, she had no confidence in surpassing Yu Qingqing, that kitchen expert.
The time had come, and the guests had all finished making dumplings. They were all sitting on stools resting, while a few children watched the staff eagerly as they counted the different kinds of dumplings.
Chen Xueyun made twenty-five kinds of dough, all oddly shaped. Yu Qingqing made twenty-eight kinds, which were quite pretty. Guan Zhizhi made twenty-nine kinds, one more than Yu Qingqing. Lan Qingyue made twenty-six kinds. Even Si Yiming, this big man, made twenty kinds. Lin Ranran, the optimist, was in a bit of a predicament. She still had more than half of the dough left, and she had only made thirteen kinds of dough. Those were all patterns she had racked her brains to make haphazardly. The rest were just folded and shaped.
"Don't let the simplicity of my dumplings fool you; I use generous amounts of ingredients."
They were really generous; they used up the entire plate of dumpling filling, and some of the dumplings were so filling they were stuffed.
The result was undoubtedly the winner. Guan Zhizhi, Yu Qingqing, Lan Qingyue, Chen Xueyun, Si Yiming, Lin Ranran, and Qi Yu presented Guan Zhizhi and Qi Huanhuan with exquisite gift packages.
"Thank you, Second Uncle~~~"
Qi Huanhuan didn't receive any snacks from her second uncle, but receiving a beautiful gift bag was still pretty good. She squatted down, holding the heavy gift bag, and asked Guan Zhizhi to help carry it while she carefully opened the box amidst everyone's curiosity.
What came into view was a creamy white corner, definitely not food or clothing, but a very expensive... learning machine.
Qi Huanhuan: "..."
What does Uncle mean by this?
Isn't her learning machine providing enough help with homework?
ah?
But the thought that it was for the winning guest made her feel a little better. Sigh~
With eager eyes, Chuchu stared at the object, which was neither too big nor too small, and asked softly, "Mommy, what is this?"
Why does Huanhuan look a little unhappy?
Lan Qingyue smiled gently and replied, "That's a learning machine; it can help children learn."
"Wow~ Is it that amazing~~~" Chu Chu clapped her chubby little hands enthusiastically.
It seems Qi Yu put a lot of thought into this. After all, it's a parent-child variety show with guests bringing their children. Given that it's unclear which group will win, preparing a gift that would be useful for children, like a learning machine, is indeed a good choice.
So even geniuses with superhuman IQ and EQ prioritize learning.
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