When Meg pulled out the folding grill from under the black cloth and took out a box of beef kebabs, the noisy classroom suddenly fell silent.
Everyone looked at the grill that Mag had set up and the fresh beef in the incubator with peculiar expressions on their faces.
They had attended many parent-teacher conferences, but this was the first time they had heard of someone bringing a grill to school. Was he preparing to roast meat for the children?
The teachers were also trying hard not to laugh. What was going on? A parent-teacher conference turning into a barbecue event?
"Um … Mr. Meg …" Luna wanted to say something, but stopped. Although she couldn't say what was wrong, she still felt that it was a little strange.
Meg also realized that his beef kebabs were a little inappropriate, but since he had already brought them, it would be weird to bring them back. He could only brace himself and say, "Teacher Luna, I prepared some beef kebabs for the children. Can we roast them outside? Beef kebabs are better when roasted on the spot. "
"He really wants to roast beef for the children on the spot."
Everyone roared with laughter. This was probably the most difficult request a parent had ever made in a parent-teacher conference.
"Did Mr. Mak misunderstand what I said this morning?" Gjerj muttered to himself with a strange expression on his face.
"Honey, what did you say to Mr. Mak this morning?" Miranda asked in a small voice.
"I said that parents usually bring snacks and gifts for the children … Maybe Mr. Mak's idea of snacks is beef kebabs." Gjerj shrugged, but a smile soon appeared on his face. "However, we might be in for a treat today."
"This …" Luna was a little confused. She had never encountered such a situation before, nor had she heard of it from other teachers.
According to the school's rules, there was no rule forbidding parents from bringing roasted meat to the parent-teacher conference. However, this was a school after all, and it seemed a little inappropriate to roast meat at school. This made Luna a little confused.
"My father's beef kebabs are super delicious. You can't find any better in the world," Amy said proudly to the children.
"Mommy, I want to eat beef kebabs."
"I want to eat too! I want to eat too! "
After being tempted by Amy and imagining the piping hot barbecue, the children couldn't stay calm anymore.
The half-bald Lingua Franca teacher smiled and said, "Ms. Luna, I think Mr. Meg's suggestion is very interesting. Didn't the school say that we can't have a barbecue during the parent-teacher conference? Why don't we set a precedent? "
"That's right. It's rare for our class to receive this year's School Contribution Award. This is an honor that the kindergarten has never received before." The teacher nodded in agreement.
Luna looked at the enthusiastic students and the smiling Meg. She hesitated for a moment before nodding with a smile. "Thank you, Mr. Meg."
"Alright." With Luna's permission, Meg carried the grill and beef out of the classroom. He did not forget to turn around and say to Amy, "Amy, I need your help."
"I'm happy to be of service." Amy skipped after him, her little face full of smiles. It was really a blessing to be able to eat delicious beef kebabs at school.
Class (2) was on the first floor, and there was an open space outside the door. Meg set up the grill in the open space and placed the various condiments and sauces on the grill.
The children and parents in the classroom poked their heads out and looked curiously through the windows and doors.
"Amy, use a small fireball to burn all the charcoal red," Meg said as he pointed to the smokeless charcoal in the grill.
"Okay." Amy nodded. A purple-red flame appeared in her palm and condensed into a small fireball, which she threw into the pile of charcoal.
The flame lit up and went out. In the blink of an eye, all the smokeless charcoal in the grill had been ignited. It was bright red and radiated heat evenly.
Sally stood to the side and watched with a smile. She couldn't help much with the kebabs, but she could help distribute them to the children after they were done.
"Wow, magic!"
The children looked at this scene with amazement and admiration on their faces. For them, magic was still a distant thing, but Amy could already make a fireball with her fingers.
"Very good. Thank you, Amy." Meg said with a smile. Sure enough, it was much faster to let Amy light the fire than to use alcohol or something like that. Moreover, the intensity of the charcoal fire was just right, so it was suitable to be used directly for barbecuing, saving a lot of time.
"Heh, barbecuing meat directly outdoors is completely unhygienic. Also, we don't know if the source of the beef is clean and healthy. Our children and I will never eat barbecued meat like this." A thin man with slicked-back hair and shiny hair wax, who was dressed very well, curled his lips and said.
"Yeah, we still have to pay attention to the food we give our children. Our children are never allowed to eat this outside. Even if they eat outside, they have to bring their own tableware." A young woman in a long green dress sitting beside him chimed in. She had a chubby little boy in her arms, and her eyes were full of love.
"Mm-hm, I won't eat it." The little boy, Joseph, nodded firmly. He then asked in a small voice, "Mother, can I have three fried chickens when we go back later?"
Joseph's parents' words also made some parents concerned. Even though Amy's father had good intentions, every child was their treasure, so the parents were a little hesitant about whether they should let their children eat this barbecued meat.
"Pay attention? Mr. Mak is much more particular than you. Can you find another restaurant in Chaos City that is cleaner than Amy's? " Gjerj sneered as he looked at the couple. He was looking at Meg, who had already begun to put the kebabs on the grill, with an expectant look on his face.
Looks like I have to work harder. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even be able to see her heels. Parmer, who was sitting by the window, thought to himself as he looked at the certificate in Amy's hands.
There shouldn't be a problem, right? Luna looked in the direction of the principal's office with a worried expression. Even though the school didn't stipulate this, she was the first class teacher to allow parents to have barbecued meat in the school.
The marinated beef kebabs were placed on the hot grill, and oil seeped out of the juicy beef, making a beautiful sizzling sound.
The aroma of roast beef gradually began to waft through the air, and became stronger and stronger as it spread in all directions.
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