But Rella, who was stealing glances from time to time, saw Ling Miao's actions and her face immediately fell.
Seeing his wife's expression, Le Yuan asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
"I saw the manager made sweet pork today!"
It's already greasy fatty meat, can you still eat it after dipping it in sugar?
She couldn't help but ask a question, her eyes constantly drifting towards Ling Miao.
After seeing that the other person kept moving, he painfully closed his eyes.
Why would you put sugar in such a large piece of good meat?
Undeterred, she asked Ling Miao, "Miao Miao, did you put sugar in this meat you made?"
"Yes, this is a sweet dish, but I'm not used to putting in so much sugar, so it's not very sweet. Don't worry."
What's there to be worried about?
Does putting in such a large piece of rock sugar make a difference between a little sweetness and a lot of sweetness?
At most, it's just a difference between someone who's sickeningly sweet and someone who's sickeningly sweet, right?
Rella stared blankly with dead fish eyes, her face expressionless with heartache.
Le Yuan watched his wife's rich expressions, from disbelief to heartache, and then to utter despair after confirming the results; her performance was truly remarkable.
You can't even see such a spectacular face-changing performance on TV.
He couldn't help but laugh out loud. When he met his wife's sideways gaze, he put his fist to his lips and waved his other hand repeatedly.
Rella looked away and silently washed the vegetables in her hands.
Ling Miao was unaware of Ruila's thoughts. She was stirring the meat chunks in the pan, which, now stained with color, looked like they were beginning to resemble braised pork.
It has a reddish hue, and because only a little rock sugar was added, the color isn't very intense, but it's still very eye-catching.
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