Ling Miao and the others exchanged bewildered glances at her daughter's crying and tantrum. She sighed helplessly, "I haven't agreed yet."
The two children froze, looking at Ling Miao with pitiful expressions.
"Does Sister Miaomiao not want her mother?"
"Did Mom do something wrong?"
"She will change!"
Before Rella could say anything, the two children were already eagerly trying to sell their elderly mother, just like they were trying to sell a product.
Her heart skipped a beat, but she didn't know what to say.
Since he himself agreed with the idea, he could only glare at them resentfully before turning to look at Ling Miao.
Le Yuan stood to one side, looking around. He had no room to speak. His wife and children had already found new jobs. Should he also apply for working from home?
Three pairs of eyes all looked at Ling Miao, and she was at a loss for words, accepting her new employee with a wry smile.
"There's something I need to make clear first: this job is quite repetitive and tedious. Just because it's not tiring now doesn't mean it won't be tiring in the future."
After a pause, Ling Miao added, "Of course, we will continue to recruit people as needed."
"One last thing, the salary won't be very high."
Ling Miao finished speaking with a slightly guilty conscience, then looked away, her gaze fixed elsewhere.
There's no way around it; she's already spent a huge sum of money just getting started, and next month she'll be living hand to mouth.
We'll see how much economic impact the food festival will generate.
Ling Miao thought about it nervously and expectantly.
"It's okay! As long as there's food, it's fine!"
Rella readily agreed, her eyes shining as if she could see a bright future.
Lersen and Lerlin exchanged a glance and secretly gave each other a peace sign.
My mother is already working here, so doesn't that mean they can eat delicious food every day?
So what if they go to school? Their mother won't just abandon them, will she?
Hehe, that's awesome!
"And what about me?"
A faint male voice rang out.
The three of them froze simultaneously: Oh no/We've forgotten about our husbands/fathers!
His guilty look, so as not to dare to look him in the eye, made Le Yuan laugh.
What started as a simple question has now turned into a bit of a emotional outburst.
Seeing that their father was silent, the twins exchanged a glance, went over and hugged him, babbling in their sweet, innocent voices.
Le Yuan's expression relaxed slightly as he looked at Rella, who hadn't made a move.
"Um..."
There were other people present, and although they were all keeping their heads down and doing their work, Rella was too shy to coax them.
"snort"
Le Yuan's face darkened further. He picked up the two children beside him and started walking out without saying a word.
Rella quickly followed, and the kitchen fell silent for a moment.
Susan looked up, glanced at the doorway, and sighed, "Oh, a couple."
Seeing Susan's reaction, Ling Miao, who hadn't intended to laugh, couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the ingredients in her hands began to tremble.
I simply put down the ingredients I had on hand and looked at the braised pork belly.
The black lid was completely sealed, with wisps of white mist drifting from the vents, and a faint meaty smell could be detected as soon as you got close.
A faint sweet scent wafted through the air; Ling Miao sniffed, but couldn't detect it unless she sniffed carefully.
That's normal, since only a little sugar was added, and it's mainly for coloring.
The overall flavor of the braised pork is on the salty side.
Lifting the lid, the bubbling, steaming braised pork was unexpectedly revealed to the two of them.
Susan, standing next to Ling Miao, had moved closer the moment the lid was opened.
The steam rose and billowed, and a large amount of white mist, carrying the aroma of braised pork, rushed into our nostrils.
The braised pork belly, shaped like mahjong tiles, looked incredibly tempting, jiggling up and down with the rising steam from the pot. Susan stared longingly at the pork belly in the pot.
The fatty parts were stewed until almost transparent, but were stained with a light brown color, while the lean parts had the most intense color.
The meat chunks, crammed together in a rich, dark sauce, looked so appetizing that they made one's mouth water.
Susan eagerly reached out with her chopsticks to grab the food.
Susan reached into the pot with her chopsticks and accidentally poked a piece of braised pork. The chopsticks easily sank in, and Susan quickly pulled them out, leaving a hole in the jelly-like braised pork.
"It's so soft."
As she sighed, she picked up the braised pork belly by the waist, and seeing that it was about to fall apart, she hurriedly put it into her mouth without even having time to examine it carefully.
The slightly gelatinous fat melts instantly on the tongue with a gentle touch, while the lean meat is slightly chewy, fragrant but not dry, and doesn't get stuck in your teeth at all.
Susan squinted her eyes in enjoyment, savoring the wonderful taste on her tongue. As Ling Miao had said, the braised pork was generally salty, with only a hint of sweetness in the aftertaste.
But this hint of sweetness doesn't make you feel cloying at all; on the contrary, it greatly enriches the flavor profile.
"Just from eating this bowl of braised pork, I could easily eat three more bowls of rice!"
Susan held up three fingers, then put down her chopsticks with regret. "This is still only three bowls of food I can eat."
"Should we take it out of the pot?" She turned to look at Ling Miao.
Ling Miao shook her head calmly, "Turn the heat down to low and simmer for a while longer, then turn the heat up to reduce the sauce."
"Okay."
"So what are we going to do now?"
"Three Delicacies from the Earth"
Ling Miao handed over the washed and peeled potatoes, saying, "Cut them into chunks."
"These are the same."
She pointed to the ingredients beside her.
"Is it vegetarian?"
Ling Miao nodded, then heard Susan's surprised words, "Didn't you say we were missing a spicy dish?"
"I thought you would cook meat dishes."
Ling Miao: "This isn't a spicy dish; we'll make the meat dishes later."
Susan nodded to indicate that she understood, and was about to reach for the ingredients beside her when another hand grabbed them faster.
"I've just started this job, so I'd better make a good impression!"
Rella picked up the ingredients, full of confidence, and said, "Leave it to me."
"you..."
Susan hesitated, watching the other person pick up the knife, gesture a couple of times, then turn her head away, "Um, what's a 'rolling knife block'?"
Susan: "I'll demonstrate for you."
She walked over, took the knife from the other person, and showed her how to cut the rolling cut pieces.
Two little heads peeked in from outside the kitchen.
The twins glanced inside, then looked out at their father, who sat in the restaurant looking like he'd been coaxed, but was actually still sulking.
"Mom is chopping vegetables."
Lerin looked at her brother, who hesitated for a moment, then made a firm decision, "Let's not bother Mom anymore, let's go back first."
After saying that, he ran back to the restaurant with his short legs.
"Dad, Mom is cooking for you!"
Lesen looked at his father, and Lerin, who followed closely behind, nodded in agreement, "Yes, Mom said it would be for you!"
Anyway, everyone will eat it after it's made, so there's no problem giving it to Dad.
Le Yuan's lips curled up, then quickly fell back down. "Is that so?"
The two brothers exchanged a glance and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Dad is easy to coax.
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