Her Cultivation Diary

When the fatty pork cubes were sautéed in the pot, the whole kitchen was filled with a domineering aroma.

Zhang Yanping was holding his phone, glancing at the live stream while drooling.

But the incident last time where the braised pig trotters were eaten before they were fully cooked made Seventh Uncle very cautious. At this moment, he shifted his body to block the view.

It was Qiaoqiao who exclaimed, "Oh no, the phone is blocking the view."

Even just for a moment, the live stream chat went wild.

[Let me see, let me see! I'm drooling, let me drool first, drooling until I'm senseless and carefree!]

[I don't like eating fatty meat—slurp, slurp, slurp!]

[Do you use fatty pork cubes? Here we use salted meat!]

[Ahhh, I'm craving it so much I'm rolling around in bed! Honestly, if you've never had a pig feast, you simply don't know what this tastes like.]

[Hmph, so what if you've tasted it? You keep bragging about it since New Year's, yet you still drool like us.]

[Pigs! Qiaoqiao! Raise more pigs! I'll buy them! I really will! You don't even have to ship them for free!]

Zhang Yanping, who was initially quite tempted, felt much better after seeing these comments.

At this moment, he smugly said, "Actually, we're raising pigs, and this year we've bought a few more piglets, plus the sows are about to give birth."

"It's not good to eat pork all the time, so this year we also have beef, sheep, as well as chicken and duck."

"Oh, beef and mutton are more expensive, so I wouldn't recommend you buy them. Chicken and duck are quite costly too, with the economy being bad, everyone should save a bit."

"Fatty pork cubes are delicious, but since we didn't use lean meat, we used them instead."

"Don't worry, mixing them with mugwort and rice flour, it's not greasy at all, a perfect match!"

Actually, he hadn't tasted it before and couldn't cook, but after watching Qiaoqiao's live streams for so long, even if he couldn't cook, he could still brag, and now he was just trying to spark jealousy.

"Come on, everyone, listen to the sound of the meat sizzling in the pot—how is it? Isn't it tantalizingly fragrant?"

Although his arrogant demeanor wasn't captured in the live stream, his words of envy made everyone forget his fierce appearance in an instant!

Now, the comments were filled with gritted teeth.

[You think you're superior! You think you're great! You have pigs, cattle, and sheep, you think you're great, have the guts to sell them!]

[I don't believe the meat you sell is that delicious, unless you sell it for us to try.]

[What's so great about cattle and sheep? What doesn't our vast grassland have? I won't buy them, I just won't buy them.]

[Speaking of which, buying inland cattle and sheep in the grassland would be a joke, right? I'm not afraid of being a joke, I really live in the grassland, postage collect.]

[I really don't like eating fatty meat, but why do these cubes look so delicious after changing color, tightening, and releasing oil in the pan...]

[Stop just looking, I'll emphasize it ten thousand times as someone who's been there, it's that delicious, even better than you imagine!]

[Rubbing my hands with excitement, I swear to save enough Little Red Flowers to get this Mugwort Cake!]

[Off to the supermarket to buy ingredients now!]

...

Down the mountain, the aroma of the sautéed fatty pork cubes was making everyone's mouth water, while at the mountain's cafeteria, the big pot was bubbling, with the day shift's idle crew gathered at the door, stomachs rumbling.

"It smells so good, when do we eat?"

"What's for lunch? Braised ribs?"

"When did we have braised pork last week? What day is it this week?"

"I'd rather be in the field than hanging around here..."

"Wanna buy some spicy sticks from the convenience store? There's too few snacks sold here."

"No, no, those spicy sticks are too salty and filling, I won't be able to eat any lunch."

Not only were the night shift vegetable pickers gathering at the door, but even the off-duty security guards were lingering around the factory.

Yan Ran and his team were routinely checking and pulling weeds in the strawberry field, worried that someday these people might stretch their wicked hands towards the strawberries.

After all, these especially robust strawberries were about to blossom again.

But come to think of it, the meals everyday are really good!

Tai Xiaodong, familiar with all the paths, slipped into the cafeteria and shouted as soon as he entered, "Master Jiang, what's on the menu today? I didn't see anything written on the small blackboard at the door."

Master Jiang was watching two new helpers slicing vegetables, and exclaimed, "Oh no":

"I forgot, Xiaodong, could you write it for me? Today we have pounded pepper ribs, tomato scrambled eggs, cabbage stewed with tofu, and sweet rice wine egg drop soup."

Tai Xiaodong perked up, "Got it!"

He turned around, pinching the chalk, to write up the menu.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Master Jiang was beaming, watching the two new employees slicing vegetables beside him.

One of them had a prior leg injury, not quite adapting yet, making them easily tired during training.

The other had a prior back injury, much recovered now, training was fine, but Chen Yuan, considering the long-term, talked to everyone individually and moved these two over from Master Jiang's list first.

To be honest, their initiative is strong!

And whether it was a past habit or what, when Master Jiang picked them out, it was because of their meticulousness in organizing the kitchen.

Everything was kept neat and orderly.

Now, as they slice vegetables, each piece was precise and tidy. Even if they weren't quick at first, their attention to detail was impeccable, which chef wouldn't love such employees?

Don't think everyone can do this, some people, even when skilled at cooking, leave the kitchen in a huge mess after a meal, as if it was blown up, if you don't know better!

Yet some people are just good at managing time, after preparing a big meal, there might just be a pot left unwashed.

There's a different sense of order.

After just a few days of training, they've become more proficient at slicing, and the stove is spotless, through the transparent glass panel, it's a pleasing and especially clean sight.

Because of this delightful feeling, Master Jiang was more patient and had more time when guiding them.

Zhai Xiaofeng lifted the lid of a pot to check its contents:

"Master Jiang, the ribs stew should be almost done."

Master Jiang looked over, "Alright, take them out to drain the water, I'll fry them later."

Saying this, he continued teaching the crew:

"Once the ribs for the pounded pepper ribs are stewed, they can be stir-fried directly. They're still delicious, but I like the taste after frying, so I'll toss them in oil again later."

"Have the peppers been prepared? Once they're ready, decide who's going to make it?"

He said nonchalantly, "This is simple, just slowly fry the peppers and garlic cloves, toast them until they have tiger skin patterns."

The two helpers exchanged glances, rubbing their hands eagerly.

But culinary skills can't be learned overnight!

Mastering the heat is particularly important.

Master Jiang, being fair to everyone, said, "Don't rush, this is just a trial, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. You do it, I'll watch the heat, and pay close attention when it's time to do it properly later."

Now still in his prime, he teaches apprentices more practically than Master Qian and Seventh Uncle:

"If you feel like you can't remember everything, it's alright, just focus on one thing that interests you and learn it well. Even if you only master one dish, you can eventually stand on your own."

"Better this than biting off more than you can chew."