Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

Children are allowed to bring snacks to private schools. They are young and in the period of growth. In addition, they love to run and jump, so their physical strength is consumed very quickly. If they do not eat some snacks in time to replenish their energy, they will not have the energy to attend class.

Lin Xuejiu was not a dull person. He only asked that students not eat secretly in class, but they would not be scolded if they ate during breaks.

Therefore, many parents will stuff something that can fill their children's stomachs into their children's arms, but most of them are things like biscuits and steamed buns. After being left for a long time, they become hard and difficult to chew. Only when they are really hungry will they pick them up and take a few bites.

The Poria cocos cake is still slightly warm at this moment. After opening the oil paper package, a fresh fragrance comes to your nose, a blend of the aroma of rice and Poria cocos.

It is soft in the mouth and falls apart with a light bite. The medicinal aroma is not bitter but adds flavor. The rice aroma makes it more refreshing. The sweetness is just like spring nectar, sweet and refreshing.

Seeing how delicious she was eating, the children surrounding her stared at the delicious food in Cheng Yueli's hand without blinking, sniffing it with their little noses from time to time, and it felt like a small hand was scratching their throats, and they all became eager to eat.

That longing look was as if what Cheng Yueli was holding in her hand was not a piece of cake, but the key to a mysterious treasure.

He looked down at the pancake in his hand. It was hard. He tried to take a bite. As soon as his teeth penetrated the pancake, there was a "crack" sound and crumbs fell off. All that touched his tongue was dryness and roughness. There was no trace of soft and glutinous texture at all, let alone any taste.

I chewed the cake repeatedly in my mouth, but I couldn't swallow it. It was like a ball of dry cotton stuck in my throat, which made me feel uncomfortable.

Some children licked their lips unconsciously, stretched their hands towards their mouths, and then quickly retracted them, as if trying to restrain themselves; some children kept standing on tiptoe and leaning forward, wishing they could have a bite right away.

After noticing this, Cheng Yueli took the initiative to pass on the Poria cocos cake in her hand and share it with the surrounding children: "Do you... want to try it?"

"This is the Poria cocos cake my sister just steamed this morning. It's delicious."

After saying that, she carefully broke the Poria cocos cake into several small pieces and handed them to the children one by one.

The chubby little boy named Dong Xian, who was closest to Cheng Yueli, was the first to put a small piece of Poria cocos cake into his mouth. As soon as it touched the tip of his tongue, his whole body trembled, and his originally lively eyes were now filled with shock.

Then I subconsciously closed my eyes and savored it carefully, as if my whole body and mind were immersed in the soft, glutinous and sweet taste of the Poria cocos cake.

After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, the light of surprise in his eyes almost overflowing, and he shouted incoherently: "So soft! So sweet! So delicious!"

He still held the remaining half piece of Poria cocos cake tightly in his hand, as if afraid that someone else would snatch it away.

"Isn't that an exaggeration? It's just a piece of cake. Can it really be that delicious?"

There was also an older child named Wang Tingyu, who was usually calm and sensible. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but become suspicious.

But when he put the small piece of Poria cocos cake he got into his mouth, he couldn't help but be surprised. At the end of the meal, he was reluctant to swallow it. He held the little bit of residue in his mouth and savored it for a long time.

"This! This pastry is even more delicious than the one my mother bought from Suxiang Pavilion!"

"Jingzhu, your sister's cooking skills are a little too good!"

"I really envy you for being able to eat such delicious pastries, while we can only chew on these hard flatbreads."

Wang Tingyu looked at the half piece of cake in his hand and sighed somewhat sadly.

"If you all like it, I can ask my sister to prepare more for me in the future and bring it to you to share."

Cheng Yueli thought that she had just arrived at the school and didn't have many friends. Since they all liked the cakes made by her sister so much, she might as well take this opportunity to build good relationships with them.

As expected, when the children heard that they would have the chance to eat such delicious food in the future, their eyes lit up and they shouted in unison.

"Really?! Jingzhu, you're such a nice person!"

"Don't worry, we can't eat the cakes made by your sister for free. If you have any questions in the future, you can come and ask me."

"Come on! You weren't as good as me in the last quiz. Even if Jingzhu wants to ask for advice, he should come to me first!"

"You're so fat, you can eat the amount of food for two people in one bite. It's not worth it to ask you. You have to ask me!"

"Find me!"

"I!"

……

Somehow, in order to eat more cakes, the two sides started arguing with each other. Their faces turned red and the topic became more and more off-topic, bringing up all the old accounts.

The real Cheng Yueli, the fake Cheng Jingzhu, looked at everything in front of her in astonishment. She had never expected that the pastries made by her sister would be so attractive.

"What are you arguing about?! This is a school! A place for studying! Instead of wasting time on verbal rants, you might as well spend more time reviewing your textbooks!"

"There are new students here today! How can you be role models if you behave like this? People who don't know me might think that all the students I teach are impetuous. Wouldn't that make you a laughing stock?"

"Have you memorized the article we taught last class? If I randomly call out a few names now, who can recite it completely?"

Lin Xuejiu, who had been enjoying a cup of tea in the back hall, heard the noise up ahead and hurried over with a frown on his face. Seeing the children gathered together, chattering and arguing, he felt a headache, and immediately scolded them.

After being scolded, the noisy students suddenly quieted down, with their heads down and no words spoken, for fear of accidentally getting into trouble.

"If you keep messing around like this, I won't give you so much break time in the future."

"I'm sympathetic to your hard work studying, so I've specially given you some time to relax and unwind. I want you to get out of the house, feel the gentle breeze, and experience the wonders of nature, not turn you into birds, chirping and clamoring endlessly!"

The students naturally understood Lin Xuejiu's painstaking efforts and felt extremely ashamed. They pursed their lips and nodded repeatedly, indicating that they knew they were wrong and would not make the same mistake again.

"Cheng Jingzhu, tell the Master what they are arguing about."

When Master Lin came out just now, he saw Cheng Yueli standing alone on the side. Although she looked panicked, she did not get involved in the farce.

Besides, she had just arrived at the school and had not interacted with other people beforehand, so she would not cover up for him.

Cheng Yueli didn't expect that the topic would suddenly fall on herself. She never lied and didn't want to implicate others, so she told the truth.

"Master, I'm truly sorry. What happened just now was probably caused by me."