PFC Chapter 254: The First Cup of Milk Tea in Autumn (1)
Chapter 254: The First Cup of Milk Tea in Autumn (1)
"Okay, now everyone can enjoy the delicious milk tea you made yourself!" As soon as I finished speaking, the children eagerly picked up their cups, their eyes sparkling with anticipation. They carefully approached the rims, sniffing the captivating aroma before taking a sip. The moment the milk tea touched their tongues, their faces lit up with satisfied, happy smiles, as dazzling as flowers blooming in spring. For a moment, the small kitchen was filled with laughter and a bustling atmosphere.
"How does the milk tea taste?" I asked, smiling as I looked at the children, their faces stained with milk tea, looking like adorable little cats. Each one of them licked their lips contentedly, their faces filled with happiness and satisfaction.
At this time, Bailey raised her little hand happily and said in a baby voice: "Teacher Sui Sui, this milk tea is simply amazing! I have never tasted something so delicious. I really want another cup!" Her unsatisfied look made people laugh.
Hearing Bailey's words, the other children chimed in, expressing their love for the sweet and delicious milk tea. Seeing how much the children enjoyed it, I smiled and encouraged them, "Since everyone wants to try it, let's have the kids try making it themselves! Once we're done, let's give this loving milk tea to Aunt Aura in the kitchen and Uncle Adam, the doorman, so they can experience its sweetness too. Of course, remember to save some for Lei, Yingjie, Shaoyu, and Bot—good things should be shared! Now it's up to you all, the little experts, to make it."
The moment the words fell, I quickly reached out and steadily took the small, delicate, dimly glowing computer from Lotta's hands. I gently placed my finger on the screen and carefully clicked it open, as if opening a door to another world.
As the screen lit up, a vivid, vibrant scene unfolded before my eyes—the real-time scene from the nursery's adjacent livestreaming room. I stared intently at the screen, carefully observing every movement. The room was packed, the audience's enthusiasm blazing like a blazing fire, a significant increase in attendance. The comment section below was even more bustling, with a constant stream of messages pouring out like a tide, barely pausing for a moment.
Many fans have left messages of praise, giving this food education class extremely high praise. They generously praised it, some saying it was very interesting and educational, and others expressing their hope for more such wonderful events in the future. Seeing these heartwarming messages, my heart is filled with joy, like flowers blooming in spring.
As I happily browsed through the messages, a unique message suddenly caught my eye. It was like a pebble dropped into a calm lake, instantly shattering the tranquility. It turned out to be a private message from the editor of a well-known food magazine! He expressed his keen interest in our food education class and his desire to interview us in person and publish the story in their magazine, thereby promoting our unique program to even more people.
Faced with such an enticing opportunity, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. On the one hand, I was eager to leverage the media to promote our carefully crafted food education program and let more people know about it. But on the other hand, my rationale told me that our food education program is still in its infancy, and both the lovely children and we, as teachers, are still in the process of continuous exploration and experimentation. Perhaps we should first give the children ample practice, making the entire process smoother and more natural, and increase the amount of hands-on time for the children. Once everything is fully prepared, it wouldn't be too late to accept interviews and reports.
After careful consideration, I finally made a decision: I would wait until after class to find a suitable time to contact the editor individually to discuss the follow-up matters in detail. After all, for us, ensuring that the children can truly benefit from it and enjoy the fun of learning and growth is the most important thing.
However, at this critical moment, a sharp and piercing alarm suddenly sounded without any warning! The sound was like a sharp sword piercing the sky, piercing everyone's heartstrings. Everyone was startled by the sudden sound and fell into panic.
Soon, everyone realized that the alarm was coming from the energy stove. For a moment, everyone's eyes were cast in the direction of the energy stove, secretly wondering what had happened.
After a brief but intense investigation, they finally found the source of the problem—the kitchen smoke alarm had gone off for some reason! This unexpected incident made everyone present feel nervous, and the originally relaxed and cheerful atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
Faced with this sudden situation, I rushed to the kitchen without hesitation and quickly began to check the relevant equipment. After careful inspection, I finally found that the remaining sugar from the milk tea had been burned under the high temperature, producing a small amount of smoke, which triggered the smoke alarm.
After finding the cause, I took immediate action, cleaning up the burnt parts as quickly as possible and opening the windows for ventilation. As the smoke gradually dissipated, the alarm stopped abruptly.
After a thrilling moment, everyone felt as if the heavy weight of their hearts had finally fallen to the ground. Like a bent branch suddenly released from its restraint, each person let out a long, pent-up breath of relief. That long sigh seemed to release all the tension and anxiety that had accumulated earlier.
However, this brief break was just a minor interlude. Before anyone could recover, we immediately plunged back into the preparations for the interview and the milk tea brewing like a wound-up machine.
The children's faces still beamed with smiles as bright and warm as the spring sun, their anticipation and enthusiasm undimmed, as if the minor disturbance they had just experienced had never occurred. They happily shuttled around the small kitchen, helping to carry ingredients or meticulously washing utensils, each of them busily enjoying themselves.
Suddenly, the once small space was once again filled with a vibrant atmosphere of joy, positivity, and bustle. The clatter of pots and pans, mingled with the silvery laughter of children, echoed one after another. The aroma of various ingredients, blending with the unique sweetness of milk tea, lingered in the air. The entire kitchen was like a bustling stage, and everyone was the protagonist in this spectacular performance, performing a vibrant and passionate symphony of life.
After a long and joyful time, with the children working together and enthusiastically, cups of delicious milk tea were finally ready! Seeing the children's faces filled with bright smiles of satisfaction, even though the small kitchen had become a mess, all the efforts were worth it.
The children were delighted to share their carefully prepared milk tea with their fellow children at the nursery. They leaped and skipped among the crowd, their milk tea in hand, like a group of happy elves. Lotta and I stood nearby, glancing at each other and simultaneously breaking into delighted smiles.
Once everyone had their own sweet milk tea, they gathered around. Lotta and I slowly made our way to the slightly crowded yet incredibly cozy dining table in the center of the small kitchen and sat down. Then, everyone gently raised their cups and carefully sipped the pearl milk tea, made by the children themselves. Instantly, the rich, sweet flavor permeated our mouths, leaving us intoxicated.