Free Web NovelChapter 552: Chapter 490: Don’t Make Me Beat You Up in Public (Part 3)
What a pity...
Both the parents and kids were completely captivated by the "Chef Huang" sign from other food stalls and didn’t hear what Qingqing and Weiwei were saying at all.
They rushed towards the direction of the shouting, fearing they’d miss out if they were late.
Qingqing and Weiwei stood still, watching the crowd gradually thin and leave, feeling a faint sense of loss and puzzlement.
Weiwei glanced with a hint of doubt and softly asked Qingqing, "Sis, why aren’t the uncles and aunties stopping to try even a bit? Do they not like the spinach cakes we made?"
Upon hearing this, Qingqing shook her head quickly, her eyes shining with determination, "No, dear. Don’t overthink it. Our spinach cakes look so beautiful, how could anyone not like them? Besides, Dad helped us make them! It’s even less likely anyone wouldn’t like them."
"Then why did they just leave without trying?" Weiwei pursued further.
"Maybe it’s because the other classes shouted louder, and our voices weren’t loud enough to catch their attention. So they went to the other stalls," Qingqing guessed.
"Oh, is that so?"
Weiwei pondered, considering that maybe when they sell later, they should say "Chef Huang" instead of "Dad" as others did, to make it more effective.
Just as Weiwei was lost in thought...
Qingqing noticed some local residents approaching, quickly composed herself with a sweet smile, tugged Weiwei along, and greeted, "Hello, Grandma and Grandpa. Our kindergarten is hosting a ’Fruit and Vegetable Food Charity Sale’. These spinach cakes are handmade by our little Class Three. Please have a taste. We hope you’ll enjoy them. If you find them tasty, feel free to choose from our stall!"
The elderly folks, originally just there to watch the fun, instinctively waved their hands to refuse, "No need, we’re just here for a look."
They had joined the kindergarten’s food sale before but found the tastes rather bland, so this time they were just here to have fun, without plans to buy anything.
"Grandpa, Grandma, try a piece, it’s okay if you don’t buy any!"
With that, Qingqing used a toothpick to pick up a small piece of spinach cake and offered it to them.
"Yes, it’s okay if you don’t buy, just try some first!" Weiwei mimicked Qingqing, picking up spinach cake on a toothpick, offering it to the elderly woman nearby.
Faced with two adorable little girls feeding them, the elderly folks couldn’t bear to refuse, smiling as they reached out, "Thank you, little ones..."
"You’re welcome..."
Qingqing and Weiwei responded together, their smiles even brighter.
The elderly folks sampled the small piece of spinach cake, chewing happily as a look of incredulous delight appeared on their faces.
The elderly man praised, "Oh my, this cake tastes really good!"
"Yes, who would have thought spinach could make such delicious cake, what wonderful skills!" the elderly woman chimed in.
The other nearby elderly folks gathered with curious looks, asking, "Is it really that tasty?"
"This spinach cake is fluffy, aromatic, with the refreshing taste unique to spinach—absolutely delicious!" The elderly man praised anew.
Listening to the vivid description and inhaling the enticing scent, people around couldn’t help but swallow hard.
This spinach cake must be so delicious!
They couldn’t resist picking up a toothpick and grabbing a small piece of spinach cake to try.
In an instant.
Everyone was enchanted by its unique flavor.
"It’s really quite good... definitely as good as the cakes I buy at stores, maybe even better!"
"Yes, yes! This spinach cake is suitable for all ages. The spinach flavor is perfectly handled, neither too strong nor too bland. Even older folks with no teeth can enjoy it easily, and there’s no sticky feeling left in the mouth afterwards."
"..."
Hearing the surrounding praises, Qingqing’s little face was beaming with joy as she said, "Of course it’s tasty, Dad taught us how to make it."
"Little one, is your dad a master baker?" an elderly man asked curiously.
"My dad is the chef at the kindergarten!" Qingqing answered proudly.
Oh!
So that’s why the kindergarten chef was involved in its making!
No wonder the cake tasted so outstanding.
Though the elderly folks weren’t sure about Huang Jun’s name, they were familiar with the kindergarten’s chef.
This semester, whenever it was mealtime at the kindergarten, the tempting scent wafting out had always made them drool, eager to try the chef’s skills.
But alas, the kindergarten doesn’t sell externally, leaving them unable to taste.
Now the chance had come, they certainly didn’t want to miss it.
Thus, they all flocked to Class Three’s food stall, snapping up the goods.
Some parents nearby were stunned by the commotion.
Learning that these elderly folks were attracted by the delicious spinach cake and that it was made with Huang Jun’s guidance for Class Three...
The parents suddenly realized...
And immediately dashed towards Class Three’s stall, eager to buy some spinach cake to try.
But alas...
They were too late!
The spinach cakes were largely snatched up by the elderly folks, and they couldn’t buy any...
At that moment.
The parents silently shed wide noodle tears in their hearts.
Once there was a sincere promotion right in front of them, but they didn’t cherish it. Now, as they lost it, only regret remained, the world’s greatest sorrow indeed.
If Heaven could grant them another chance, they’d say those three words to the girls: "I’ll buy it."
