Responding to Xiao He, Lin Yuan leaned in to check the shredded pork in the pot and nodded continuously, "Xiao He's skills are indeed getting better and better, this Beijing-style shredded pork is fried excellently."
Receiving Lin Yuan's praise, Xiao He chuckled happily.
Looking at Xiao He's innocent smile, Lin Yuan suddenly felt reluctant to tell her about Lady Chen's situation, so she just stood by with a smile, watching her fry the shredded pork in the pot and prepare the various seasonings.
Every step was done in an orderly fashion. It must be said that in the realm of cooking, Xiao He is quite talented. Lin Yuan only needs to provide her with a recipe and let her taste the dish once, and she can make it about 80% similar.
With relentless practice afterward, she can achieve 99% similarity.
Once Xiao He finished arranging the Beijing-style shredded pork and handed it over to the waiter to serve, Lin Yuan took her out of the kitchen to sit on a stone bench in the backyard.
