Gourmet Kindergarten

Pei Qian had a sudden thought.

The familiar translucent panel appeared before my eyes—

[Host]: Pei Qian

[Reputation Value]: 1255.5

[Items]: Lollipops x40, Children's Chef Uniform x20

[Shop]: Not yet open (requires accumulating reputation to unlock)

[Lucky Draw]: Draw a treasure chest prize

Pei Qian stared at the reputation value column, stunned.

1255.5?

He rubbed his eyes.

You read that right.

After the lottery this morning, I had a pitiful 12.5 left in my account. I didn't check it all day, and it just took off from there, multiplying a hundredfold.

What's going on?

I wonder which hidden bigwig is helping him get votes like crazy.

I glanced at the reputation details and saw that they were all strangers, with only a few familiar names mixed in.

The one that appears most frequently is—

Lin Zhuangzhuang!

"Hmm? Judging from past experience, it's most likely this little guy brought it. But the question is, what's this little guy doing so late at night?"

Pei Qian pondered for a while, then decisively gave up thinking about it.

If you can't figure something out, don't think about it; that's a principle.

The most urgent task is to monetize this string of numbers!

--lottery!

The lottery interface popped up. Pei Qian breathed on his palms to warm them, rubbed them together solemnly, and then clicked on the spinning wheel.

The pointer spun rapidly, blurring into a colorful afterimage.

"Give me money—"

stop.

Four small, gray characters leapt off the page: 【Thank you for participating】

"hehe."

These two words perfectly encapsulate his feelings at that moment.

It's okay, it's only the first shot, it's just a matter of probability.

carry on.

Turn, stop, thank you for participating.

Turn, stop, thank you for participating.

Turn, stop, thank you for participating.

After four consecutive "air force" shots, Pei Qian's face visibly turned green.

Did he not check the almanac before the lottery, or did this damn system secretly change the drop rate because it saw he had plenty of money?

The frequency with which "thank you for participating" appears is even more consistent than the auntie in the university cafeteria whose hands shake while serving food!

Complaining is one thing, but I can't stop typing.

But for the fifth time, I still appreciate your participation.

Pei Qian remained completely unmoved; in fact, he even felt a slight urge to punch the system.

Fortunately, the sixth shot finally yielded some results—

[50 lollipops (System-level snacks)]

Pei Qian glanced at his inventory; the number of lollipops had increased from 40 to 90.

...Alright, at least it's not air, consider it a purchase.

The seventh shot.

Thank you for participating.

Pei Qian took a deep breath and pressed the eighth shot.

【Two live lambs】

Pei Qian's fingers froze in mid-air.

Living...living body?

The system then displayed a cold, supplementary explanation:

Live items cannot be stored directly in the space; they will be delivered to a designated location by a specialist. Please check your mail.

"Wait—" Pei Qian sat up straight.

He had indeed thought about getting some small animals in the park so that children could get closer to nature, but that was something to do in the future. He didn't expect the system to arrange it directly.

Where should we put the two live sheep?

Is it tied next to the slide as a decorative element?

"...Oh well, what's done is done." Pei Qian leaned back. "We'll deal with it when it arrives. At worst, I'll practice my sheep-slaughtering skills and give the little radishes an extra meal."

After consoling myself, I pressed the ninth shot.

The pointer started spinning again.

Pei Qian had become numb, but this time, the color of the turntable changed.

It was a dazzling gold color.

Gold background with black lettering, the three large characters in the very center immediately catch the eye:

[Master's Teachings]

Pei Qian's pupils suddenly contracted.

He studied the following line word by word:

[Special Skills. Just as a teacher imparts knowledge to a student, the user can teach a specific skill they possess to a designated individual in a way that far surpasses the efficiency of conventional teaching.]

[Note: This is bound to the current kindergarten's attributes, and the instruction is limited to currently enrolled children.]

[Note: The content taught must be skills that the user already possesses.]

Pei Qian finished reading and remained silent for a moment.

Then, the corners of the mouth are harder to suppress than an AK.

That's a good idea!

It was like someone handing him a pillow when he was sleepy; it was exactly what he needed!

Just imagine, a group of three- or four-year-old kids who struggle even to hold chopsticks, and you're trying to talk to them about cooking skills? About controlling the heat? About knife skills? That's like casting pearls before swine.

But what if you have this skill?

A pure case of dimensional reduction attack!

No need to struggle with these little rascals anymore; you can get them into the zone quickly, and their cooking skills progress bar will be maxed out!

Tomorrow's "Life Skills" cooking class was originally a headache for him, as he was worried about how to knead dough with a bunch of troublemakers. But now that he has this skill as a backup, the value of this class will skyrocket!

"Not bad, not bad!"

With a lingering satisfaction, Pei Qian licked his back teeth and fired the last three shots.

Good luck didn't last; all three responses were "Thank you for participating."

Pei Qian wasn't annoyed and simply closed the panel.

Twelve consecutive draws, only one gold item.

Makes a killing.

He flopped onto the bed, put his hands behind his head, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Images began to involuntarily appear in my mind:

Imagine this: tomorrow, a group of little kids dressed in custom-made children's chef uniforms will stand in front of a custom-made stove, skillfully kneading dough...

It's absurd to even think about.

Just thinking about it is so exciting!

As I thought about it, my consciousness became blurred.

Then I had a wonderful dream.

I dreamt that my fiancée gently leaned against me, and the two of us were entwined in a tender, ambiguous way...

……

"Wife...don't go!"

Pei Qian suddenly opened his eyes.

He was panting heavily, his pajamas soaked with cold sweat.

He instinctively reached to his side.

empty.

My palm rested on the sheet; it was cool, smooth, without a single wrinkle—no trace of anyone having slept on it.

Pei Qian stared at the empty space for two seconds, the light in his eyes slowly dimming.

"...It was a dream."

A bitter smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

I wonder how that silly woman is doing now.

If you find out he's suddenly "gone," will you cry your eyes out?

In her previous life, he didn't even give her a proper wedding.

As it turned out, after being transported to another world, there wasn't even time to say "goodbye."

He rubbed his face hard, forcefully wiping away the unwanted wetness from the corner of his eyes.

It's no use regretting it now.

There's no point in thinking about it anymore since you can't go back.

"Splash—"

I shuffled into the bathroom in my slippers and splashed cold water all over my face.

The coolness made my skin tighten, and the confusion in my mind finally dissipated.

After washing up, she had just stepped out of the bathroom—

"Ring ring!"

The phone on the bedside table kept ringing.

Pei Qian frowned, walked over and answered the call.

"Hello, is this Mr. Pei?" A simple, rustic accent, a loud voice that pierced directly through the receiver.

"It's me, what's up?"

"The two lambs you ordered will arrive at your kindergarten in half an hour. Would it be convenient for you to pick them up?"

"……lamb?"

Pei Qian froze, holding his phone.

It took me a while to remember the thing I won in the system lottery last night.

Two live sheep.

He thought it would take several days to arrive, but it was delivered right to his door early this morning.

The system is quite efficient.

"……convenient."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Qian tidied up quickly and went out.