If you don't have sausage, you can use other ingredients.

There happened to be some leftover chicken legs, and Ling Miao directed them to debone the chicken leg meat.

Next, cut the tender chicken thigh meat into small pieces and marinate.

She also found some dried shiitake mushrooms. Since there weren't many, she simply sliced ​​them into evenly thick slices so that everyone could have a taste.

With shiitake mushrooms, you can't forget the essential bok choy and soft-boiled egg for claypot rice.

There's also a sauce.

Because the rice for claypot rice needs to be soaked in advance, it took them almost an hour to prepare before they could eat their claypot rice.

The moment the lid was lifted, a rich aroma wafted out. Hobson stared at the black casserole in front of him, unable to resist swallowing hard.

I followed their example and poured in the sauce, then picked up a spoon and stirred it vigorously.

The sauce thoroughly soaked every grain of rice, and when he stirred the bottom with a spoon, he realized that the rice at the bottom had turned into crispy rice crust.

The golden-brown rice clumps together, and when you stir it with a spoon, you can hear a crisp crunching sound, bringing with it a strong aroma of rice.

It was crispy and fragrant, and had a glossy, oily sheen.

He remembered that before the rice was put into the pot, the manager brushed a layer of oil on the bottom of the clay pot.

Before he could think too much, the people around him had already picked up their spoons and scooped up a spoonful without hesitation and put it in their mouths.

Judging from their blissful expressions, you can tell just how delicious this claypot rice is.

Hobson didn't hesitate. He took the spoon and scooped up a large spoonful of rice.

The crispy, golden-brown rice crust crunched in my mouth, filling my entire mouth with the aroma of rice and a rich, caramelized fragrance.

It has the aroma of rice, mixed with the fragrance of meat.

As he chewed, he scooped up another piece of chicken with a quick and precise spoon.

The tender chicken thigh meat swirls on the tongue, then, not wanting to be left out, it mixes with the rice, the dry aroma of the rice and the tenderness of the chicken complementing each other perfectly.

There are also soft-boiled eggs. The soft-boiled eggs are so tender that they break easily when poked, revealing the liquid egg inside. They are not fishy at all and are extremely smooth when paired with rice.

Hobson ate with increasing relish until his spoon was empty, at which point he realized he had finished eating.

He looked up and around, only to find that everyone had already finished eating, his face full of regret.

"belch--"

"It's so delicious!"

Susan touched her belly, plopped down in a chair, and even let out an unseemly burp, but she didn't seem to care at all, looking completely content.

"I feel like I could eat two more bowls."

Are you sure?

Rella glanced at her swollen belly, a half-smile playing on her lips.

Susan glanced at her sideways. "What can we do? Miaomiao's cooking is just too delicious."

Then she turned her gaze to Hobson, "Isn't that right?"

The other person nodded, "It really is delicious."

It was so delicious that he still hadn't had enough.

Hobson licked his lips, still feeling a bit unsatisfied, and savored the unprecedented feeling of fullness in his stomach.

The taste of claypot rice still lingered in my mouth; the crispy, dry rice crust crunched and smelled incredibly delicious with every bite.

He had never eaten such delicious food in the past hundred years.

As he pondered this, his gaze drifted to Ling Miao, who was looking down at her computer and hadn't noticed him.

Ling Miao looked at the star brain, a smile occasionally appearing on her face.

The moment the claypot rice was cooked, she took out her phone to take a picture and posted it online.

During peak tourist season, the photo quickly garnered numerous likes and comments after being posted.

[Host, you've cheated on us again! Unforgivable! [Angry][Angry]JPG.]

[Oh my god, aren't you afraid of gaining weight from eating this so late at night? I'll suffer this pain myself!! [Drooling JPG]]

[Hey streamer, what are you eating?]

Let's be frank, I just want to know if there will be any new items tomorrow?

Ling Miao replied to a few comments, including this one.

—Maybe.

These words immediately drew strong criticism from netizens.

What does "maybe" mean?

[If it works, it works; if it doesn't, it doesn't. Don't beat around the bush. [angry]JPG.]

I don't care, I have to eat this tomorrow! [Angry]JPG

As Ling Miao read the comments from netizens, she was amused by some of the witty replies.

She propped her chin on her hand, a sly glint in her eyes.

This dish will definitely be a new addition to the menu.

Just like a rice bowl, you only need to prepare the ingredients and marinate them in advance, then you can just put them in the pot.

It is simple, fast, and frees up manpower.

Thinking about human resources, she couldn't help but feel depressed again, and looked at her own job postings.

The comments from netizens below, joking and recommending themselves, piled up layer upon layer.

But no one applied for the job.

The responses here are utterly dismal.

"well"

Ling Miao sighed, losing all interest in chatting with her online friends.

"What's wrong?" Susan asked curiously.

"It's just a matter of hiring people."

Ling Miao casually placed the empty casserole dish in the robot's hand, and the robot obediently took the empty casserole dish to wash it.

Ling Miao glanced at it and looked away, somewhat dejected. "It's been almost a month, and not a single person has applied."

Why is it so hard to find a chef?

She rested her chin on the table, her round eyes drooping, looking listless.

"Excuse me, do you need a professional chef?"

Hobson asked with some caution.

Ling Miao shook her head, "No, it's not that. It would be better if someone was a professional, but someone with some basic knowledge would also be fine."

As she spoke, she looked at Hobson and said, "At the very least, you need to be able to chop and prepare vegetables like you; you still need to have the basic skills."

She didn't want to bring in a bunch of people who knew nothing.

Basic skills require long-term practice; even something as simple as chopping vegetables can weed out the vast majority of people.

But few people who are qualified to be chefs are willing to come to her little shop.

Thinking about it this way, Ling Miao suddenly felt that her future was bleak.

Hobson thought for a moment, then cautiously offered his suggestion, "I have a few friends..."

friend?

Ling Miao looked at him suspiciously, then suddenly remembered something and asked in a somewhat urgent tone, "Just like you?"

The other person hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "They are mercenaries who mainly hunt exotic beasts for a living."

"I don't think cutting, washing, and preparing the vegetables should be a problem."

"Are they willing to come?"

This question caught Hobson off guard. He took out his Star Brain and said, "Let me ask."

"good."

"It would be better if you could come."

Ling Miao didn't rush them, showing great patience. "Tell them that I'll cover their food and lodging expenses for the interview."

"If it doesn't work out, consider this a vacation."

Hobson nodded and relayed Ling Miao's message.

The other party was probably busy and didn't reply immediately.

Ling Miao wasn't in a hurry; she'd already waited so long, what was a little longer?

After cleaning up the kitchen, everyone went home.

Susan lives with Ling Miao, Rella lives at her mother's house, and Hobson also has a place to stay.

After saying their goodbyes, everyone went home under the cover of night.