Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!

Jiang Hai, who was beside him, quickly followed up with an explanation.

"This was made by my daughter, Jiang Lai, using pork tenderloin. The rest... Jiang Lai, you explain it yourself."

He didn’t know the rest; at the time, everyone was busy with their own tasks, and he didn’t have the chance to see how she transformed that piece of pork into this.

"First, cut through all the membranes on the pork, then use a small hammer to slowly break the remaining fibers inside. Once the meat is loosened, mix and marinate it with pepper, egg whites, and other ingredients for half a day."

"What is this crispy coating on the outside? I’ve never seen anything like it."

"Dry bread rolls, crushed and coated on the meat, control the oil temperature and fry both sides. That’s the result."

Dry bread has another use!

Other guests at the table were also curious, picking up a piece. Soon after, the quick-handed ones already added another piece to their plates.

When the factory director wanted to have another piece, the plate was already empty.

The last piece was taken by his wife.

"Is it that good? I have to try it."

Then she ate it in one bite, fell silent for a moment, and whispered to the factory director.

"Shouldn’t we buy more pork and have her make some more while she’s still here?"

The factory director thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, I’ve already arranged for it."

At another table, the plate of pork chops was also finished.

Everyone looked longingly at the empty plate with only some crumbs left, showering it with praises.

"This dish is excellent; I’ve never had such a novel dish before."

The beef steak next to it was also finished, but Shen Yaoyao, after waiting for a long time, finally heard some compliments, though the conversation at the table still revolved around that fried pork chop.

The fried pork chop made by Jiang Lai.

She forced a smile on her face, but after returning to the kitchen, she remained silent until more pork was delivered, and they specifically requested a few more plates of fried pork chops from Jiang Lai; Shen Yaoyao couldn’t help but move closer to watch.

Jiang Lai wasn’t afraid of her watching.

"Aren’t you wasting too much oil?"

Shen Yaoyao looked at the half pot of oil in front of her, thinking that this dish was out of touch with reality.

"This is the factory director’s oil, so why are you worried? As long as we make the dish well, that’s our responsibility."

"Many people can’t even afford food; I think you could use less. Otherwise, the factory director might be unhappy."

"If you can’t stand watching it, then don’t watch, okay?"

Shen Yaoyao gritted her teeth.

"If a dish requires so much oil to be made well, then I won’t learn it."

After saying that, she turned and walked away.

Jiang Lai ignored her and continued frying.

What to do with the remaining oil, Jiang Hai, had never used this much oil for frying. In general, if running a restaurant, this oil would be used up in a day, so there was no worry about waste.

But the factory director’s family consisted of only three people, and leaving so much oil unused would easily spoil. It would be a pity to throw it away.

"Filter the oil with a cloth; it can still be used for a few more days."

"No need, just mix some starch paste and throw it in to fry. After repeated frying, the oil will be clean and can be preserved as if it were unused."

Jiang Hai looked at Jiang Lai in surprise.

"Did that chef teach you this too?"

"What’s else? He’s traveled far and wide with great knowledge. I learned a lot by following him."

"What a pity, such a good master chef. If he were here now, he’d surely be more competent than me, the head chef."

Jiang Lai chuckled.

"Dad, so do you think my skills are up to standard, learning from behind you?"

Jiang Hai laughed and nodded.

"Yes, I’m not even as good as you!"

"You’re flattering me, flattering me, your experience is greater. From now on, let’s have a passing of the torch; I’ll take care of you."

Jiang Hai’s laughter was hearty, audible clearly through two walls.

Shen Yaoyao stood outside, silently crying.

She couldn’t understand why Jiang Lai always effortlessly took things that belonged to her.

She already had Jiang Hai as her support, so why did she have to continue competing with her for this hard-won opportunity?

She initially thought that showing her face at this banquet at the factory director’s house would naturally lead to an apprenticeship opportunity at the steel factory’s restaurant. This restaurant was no less than a state-run large restaurant outside, and once inside, she’d enjoy the same benefits as the factory workers.

Her well-planned life was disrupted by Jiang Lai, who stole all the limelight!

At this moment, Zhang Shuci happened to pass by and immediately saw Shen Yaoyao squatting in the corner, crying.

He frowned, intending to leave, but a sudden hesitation flashed through his heart. By the time he realized it, he was already standing in front of Shen Yaoyao.

"Why are you crying?"

Shen Yaoyao looked up at him, her reddened eyes giving an impression of vulnerability.

"You wouldn’t understand. Someone like you, loved by parents, carefree, you wouldn’t understand."

"That girl just now, Jiang Lai, she’s your aunt’s child, right?"

"Yes, she’s just like you, loved by parents, able to get things I can’t with a thousand times the effort without having to do anything. I’m not like you; I can’t act freely or recklessly. I’m on my own, so I must tread carefully to carve out a path for myself.

I know you think I’m deliberately getting close to you, and I know you won’t believe anything I say, but someone like me, if I knew you were the factory director’s child from the start, I wouldn’t dare approach you. You’re so perfect, and I...relying on a dark world, without parents, dependent on others. I get only what Jiang Lai doesn’t want. One day, if she’s unhappy, she can kick me out of that house anytime.

So, you better keep your distance from me. Someone like me isn’t fit to know you."

Zhang Shuci felt a bit uncomfortable hearing this.

He never thought she was this pitiable.

"Stop crying."

"You’re my first friend here, truly."

Zhang Shuci sighed.

"Yeah, you can come find me anytime to hang out."

"I initially thought that with my efforts, I could secure an apprenticeship opportunity at the steel factory restaurant, allowing me to continue being friends with you. But now, it seems that opportunity is slim.

My sister, Jiang Lai, has her father’s guidance and can easily make more popular dishes. But I concede graciously because I lost due to having no background or support. Therefore, it’s best if we don’t contact each other anymore.

I’m not worthy."

After finishing, Shen Yaoyao wiped her tears and got up to leave without a trace of reluctance.

Zhang Shuci stood there, pondering for a long time before finally turning and heading towards the front hall.

The banquet ended with Jiang Hai receiving a substantial reward.

Before leaving, the factory director’s wife spoke.

"Your daughter is quite talented. Why not let her apprentice at our steel factory restaurant in the future? It’ll be easier for me to eat here too."

Then she looked at Shen Yaoyao.

"You’re not bad either. Why don’t you come too, so the sisters can look out for each other?"