Transmigrated to a Famine Year, the Fake Young Lady Became a Pampered Darling After Returning to the Village

The story is about a fake young lady, transmigration, a pampered darling, face-slapping, farming, building from scratch, and a satisfying read.

Su Wanwan woke up one day to find herself the f...

Chapter 259 You want my sister to be your cook?

Jiang Wanwan was somewhat surprised that the soy sauce making process had not yet been developed in this era, and they were still using soybean paste as a substitute.

As for modern condiments like oyster sauce, they don't exist there.

Jiang Wanwan understood. When instructing Li Fugui on how to make sweet and sour pork ribs, she could simply replace the non-existent seasonings with existing ones from ancient times.

"Take the ribs out of the water, rinse them with cold water, and start caramelizing the sugar..."

She read the recipe aloud, paying particular attention to the proportions of the various seasonings used.

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Soon, under Jiang Wanwan's guidance, a plate of fragrant, glossy, and amber-colored sweet and sour pork ribs was ready.

Uncle Jiang, Jiang Xun, Zhang Laifu, and the others closed their eyes, took a deep breath of the aroma, and exclaimed with delight, "Wow! It smells so good!"

"This dish looks really tempting."

"It looks so tempting, it must taste delicious."

"I really want to try it!"

"Gulp~~"

The sound of several people swallowing saliva could be clearly heard.

Zhang Laifu hurriedly called out, "Da Kang, chopsticks, quickly bring me chopsticks."

"Coming, coming!" Zhang Dakang (the waiter) grabbed a handful of chopsticks and jogged impatiently toward Zhang Laifu and the others.

"Shopkeeper, the chopsticks are here."

Zhang Laifu took the chopsticks and instructed, "Give everyone a pair, so everyone can taste it together."

As he spoke, he hurriedly picked up a piece of pork rib with his chopsticks, which had an amber-colored sheen, and put it in his mouth.

Zhang Laifu's eyes lit up. "Mmm~~ Sweet and sour, not greasy at all. And the ribs are cooked just right, they fall off the bone with a single bite, absolutely delicious!"

This is the first time I've ever had such delicious sweet and sour pork ribs.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiang, Jiang Xun, and the waiter all grabbed their chopsticks, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and put it in their mouths.

"It's so delicious, the sweet and sour balance is just right, it's absolutely delicious."

Even the chef, Li Fugui, nodded repeatedly, "It's really delicious. This is the best pork ribs I've ever eaten in my life. To put it bluntly, this sweet and sour pork ribs is even better than the ones at Lai Xiang Restaurant."

He put down his chopsticks and bowed respectfully to Jiang Wanwan. "Thank you for your guidance, Miss Wanwan. I am deeply grateful."

Jiang Wanwan waved her hand, "No need to be polite. Uncle Fugui, your cooking skills are also quite good. Otherwise, how could you make it with just a recipe?"

Li Fugui smiled gratefully.

He looked at Zhang Laifu and said, "Manager, with this signature dish, I believe our restaurant's business will greatly improve."

"Hahaha, business will definitely pick up!" Zhang Laifu laughed heartily, unable to contain his joy.

He thought the restaurant would soon close down, but he never expected it to open up again.

The more Zhang Laifu looked at Jiang Wanwan, the more he liked her.

The young girl was grateful and had a very open and generous nature. She readily gave him the secret recipe for sweet and sour pork ribs after he simply asked her to park the oxcart in the stable and have Da Kang say a few words to the stall.

You should know that secret recipes are priceless.

The girl was straightforward and generous, and he felt she was someone worth associating with.

He looked at Jiang Wanwan as if she were a treasure, "Niece, since you refuse to accept money, then today's meal will be free. Fugui, cook two more good dishes. I want to have a meal with my niece and have a good talk about the cooperation."

"Okay!" Li Fugui replied.

Jiang Xun asked in confusion, "Cooperation? What kind of cooperation? Do you mean you want my sister to be your cook? That won't do."