Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten

Chapter 293 - 275: You Little Rascal, You’re Really Bad!

"Qingqing, Weiwei..."

Huang Jun called softly, squatting down, holding his two precious daughters in his arms: "Come on, let’s go home..."

Qingqing sweetly hugged Huang Jun’s neck, her small head tilted, affectionately leaning against Huang Jun’s shoulder, speaking softly: "Daddy, I’m a bit sleepy!"

"Yeah, Daddy, Weiwei also wants to sleep a bit!"

Weiwei imitated her sister’s actions, hugging Huang Jun’s neck, her small head also tilted, speaking in a childish voice.

The two little ones hadn’t napped at noon, so they were indeed sleepy!

Huang Jun turned his head, kissed them on their little foreheads, and gently said, "Wait till we get to the car, then you can have a good nap."

"Mmm, mmm~"

The two little ones nodded their small heads lightly.

"Let’s go..."

Huang Jun felt the reliance of the two little ones and gestured to Yang Yuxi and the others.

Then, he led them towards the parking spot.

They had just taken a few steps!

Unexpectedly, an entire family of three suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking the way.

Why call them a family of three?

Because they looked very similar, from their body shapes to their looks, as if they were carved from the same mold, completely copied and pasted, giving off an indescribable sense of similarity.

Even swapping faces would be seamless.

It truly fits the old saying: Birds of a feather flock together...

Just as Huang Jun was about to bypass the family and continue moving forward, the leading man suddenly spoke up: "Hello, are you the famous chef who makes the iron plate squid, Mr. Huang?"

Huang Jun was taken aback, carefully scrutinizing the man in front of him, trying to search his memory for any clues about him, but no matter how he looked, up and down, left and right, he had no recollection...

He puzzledly asked back, "And you are?"

Xiaopang’s dad smiled warmly, enthusiastically introducing himself: "I’m the owner of the ’Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals’ food stall nearby. My surname is Xie, and everyone calls me Old Xie."

Saying that, he offered a business card with both hands.

Yang Yuxi and the others were puzzled, not understanding why the food stall owner suddenly approached Huang Jun?

But they didn’t say much, just quietly stood by, becoming bystander spectators.

Looking at the business card in front of him, Huang Jun was taken aback once more.

Speaking of which.

Why would the owner of the ’Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals’ food stall come looking for him?

There didn’t seem to be any connection between them?!

Also, what was his reason for finding him?

Despite the confusion in his heart, Huang Jun maintained a polite smile and responded, "Sorry, I’m holding the kids now, not convenient to take the card."

"No problem, no problem! I was being abrupt." Xiaopang’s dad saw Huang Jun holding the twin girls, nodded understandingly, then eagerly asked, "Can we have a chat?"

Out of courtesy, Huang Jun nodded and said, "If there’s something, just say it."

Xiaopang’s dad smiled, clarifying his intention: "Actually, it’s like this, I’ve been looking for a chef who can enhance the taste of our food stall dishes recently. After tasting your iron plate squid, I thought your skills were outstanding, so I would like to especially invite you to join our stall and work at our place."

Next to him, Xiaopang couldn’t contain his excitement, hastily chiming in: "Chef Uncle, come work at my dad’s food stall! My dad praised your iron plate squid endlessly after he tried it, saying your skills are top-notch! As long as you’re willing to come, my dad will definitely treat you well..."

He was so eager because he had his little plans.

As long as Huang Jun became a chef at his dad’s stall, he could eat such delicious iron plate squid anytime and wouldn’t have to worry about not getting any.

Xiaopang’s parents looked at their son’s enthusiasm, feeling moved in their hearts, thinking their son had really grown up, starting to consider them and contributing to the family.

Thinking that as long as this worked out, they would surely add a chicken drumstick for their son tonight as a reward!

But as soon as they spoke, the atmosphere around them instantly became tense!

Xie Jianing’s pupils instantly widened in disbelief, staring at Xiaopang’s family.

Oh you, Xiaopang, I kindly shared my iron plate squid skewer with you, and you want to poach our kindergarten’s chef!

You naughty kid, really something!

Yang Yuxi and Liu Suyu also had a moment of surprise flash across their faces.

Originally, they had just come to the beach to enjoy Huang Jun’s seafood feast and the pleasant sea breeze, but they didn’t expect to encounter such a unique "poaching" incident.

However, as the target of "poaching" was Huang Jun, it was no surprise to them!

Still, they couldn’t help but mentally draw a small circle and send a little greeting to Boss Xie from ’Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals’.

After all, he was trying to poach Huang Jun!

Of course.

They weren’t worried that Huang Jun would be poached by the owner of the ’Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals’ food stall.

The reason being.

Of course, it’s because of Qingqing and Weiwei!

As long as these two little ones stayed at Dorami Kindergarten, Huang Jun would definitely not resign or be easily poached...

Huang Jun himself was also stunned once again.

He didn’t expect that just by roasting some iron plate squid on the beach, it would attract so many tourists, let alone catch the attention of a food stall owner who wanted to invite him to work at his place.

He appreciated the thought, but as for the job, he would rather not...

Huang Jun shook his head, politely declining Boss Xie’s offer: "Sorry! Boss Xie, I have no intention of changing jobs at the moment! I’m in a hurry to get home, so let’s leave it at that."

After speaking, he carried Qingqing and Weiwei, bypassing Xiaopang’s family.

This outcome, Xie Jianing and the others had expected, but hearing Huang Jun personally reject the invitation still brought up a feeling of joy. They could continue enjoying Huang Jun’s delicious homemade meals at the kindergarten...

How wonderful!

They nodded politely at Xiaopang’s family, then followed closely behind Huang Jun.

The Xiaopang family was briefly shocked when they saw Huang Jun resolutely refuse their invitation and walk away without even a backward glance.

They hurriedly shouted at Huang Jun’s back, "Chef Huang, we can discuss the terms further, please reconsider!"

What a pity!

The only response they got was Huang Jun’s firm shake of the head and his gradually receding figure.

Mrs. Xiaopang looked anxiously in the direction Huang Jun had left, turning to Mr. Xiaopang, she said, "Honey, what do we do? Such a good chef, it would be a shame to miss out."

Xiaopang also replied unwillingly, "Yes, Dad, you have to think of a way! We must keep this master chef."

I don’t want to miss out on Huang Jun’s teppanyaki squid forever...

"How about we chase after him and have a proper talk? As long as the terms we offer are good enough, we shouldn’t be afraid of them refusing." Mr. Xiaopang suggested, gritting his teeth.

"Alright, let’s do that!"

The family of three immediately rushed in the direction where Huang Jun and others had gone.

Just as they reached the vicinity of the parking area and before they could find Huang Jun’s figure, Mr. Xiaopang collided sideways with a person running fast.

That person hit him hard with their shoulder, catching him off guard.

Not one to be bullied, Mr. Xiaopang instinctively stuck out his foot, stepping on the other person’s foot as payback.

Both of them let out a groan of pain, and then almost simultaneously apologized, "Sorry."

Immediately, they both said in unison, "It’s okay."

"..."

Huh?

Why does this voice sound so familiar?

The Xiaopang family of three were stunned for a moment, turning their heads, only to meet the gaze of the person beside them.

Whoa... whoa, damn!

Isn’t this the boss from the big stall across from them?

Why isn’t he tending to customers in the store, suddenly running over here?

Could it be... he’s following them?

Or could he also be here to invite that Chef Huang?

Oh my...

What happened to taking it lightly?

What happened to the basic trust between people?

The Xiaopang family looked at the other party and gave a laugh, greeting each other: "What a coincidence."

"Haha, it is a coincidence!"

"It really is a coincidence, how come you’re here?"

"Oh, I just happened to pass by while doing something, and you..."

"I just finished something and passed by here..."

"Hahaha..."

"Haha..."

"..."

Why does it feel so awkward here?

Feeling the atmosphere was a bit awkward, they tacitly turned their faces away, but turned again only to see another familiar face.

Alright then!

One by one said they wouldn’t take it seriously, yet their bodies honestly ran over here.

Everyone silently looked away, pretending they hadn’t seen each other, and continued towards the parking area.

Just then...

A luxurious RV slowly drove past them, stirring up a cloud of dust, and the person sitting in the driver’s seat was precisely Huang Jun.

Mr. and Mrs. Xiaopang were momentarily dazed looking at Huang Jun driving the RV with one hand, but after making eye contact, they immediately understood why Huang Jun had refused their invitation so quickly, without even a chance to negotiate terms.

Just seeing him driving an RV, his family background presumably wasn’t ordinary, so how could he possibly be interested in the chef position at their food stall?!

They originally thought offering sufficiently generous terms would ensure his acceptance, but now it seemed the joke was on them...

Oh!

The greatest pain in the world is having hope just to see it dashed!

Mr. Xiaopang sighed helplessly, shaking his head, "It seems this chef isn’t someone we can afford to hire..."

Mrs. Xiaopang also sighed, "Indeed, a man driving an RV isn’t someone small food stalls like ours can afford."

At this moment, Xiaopang felt his heart shattered like dumpling filling.

So blue, so shiitake.

But what can be done?

They had no choice but to accept this helpless reality...

"Let’s go, let’s head back..."

As Mr. Xiaopang led his wife and son back, they spotted those same food stall owners who’d been observing Huang Jun from a distance.

He waved at those owners, as if to say: Move along, move along, everyone just move along, because a man who drives an RV isn’t someone us food stall folks can reach...

No reminder was needed; when the other stall owners witnessed the scene, they all came to the same understanding.

Indeed!

This chef, they couldn’t afford him...

With no other choice, they could only head back disappointed after coming with high hopes...