Rosiley rested at home for a few days. She either watched soap operas or learned to cook from Sasha. Her daily life was a little boring.
Today, Sasha said that she wanted to teach her how to make the sweet-and-sour pork ribs that Sachin liked the most.
Rosiley immediately ran into the kitchen with a notebook in her arms.
In the kitchen, Sasha was cleaning the ribs. When seeing her come in, she said half-jokingly with a smile, "Ma'am, you came here so fast after hearing this is Mr. Sachin's favorite dish."
Rosiley knew that Sasha was teasing her, but she didn't feel annoyed. Instead, she said as if it was a matter of course, "That's right. It's said that the quickest way to a man's heart is through his stomach. As long as I learn how to cook his favorite dishes, I think he won't be able to leave me forever."
Suddenly, a scene appeared in her mind: Sachin begged her to make sweet-and-sour pork ribs for him with tears streaming down his face. He cried so pitifully and sadly.
She couldn't help giggling.
Sasha didn't know what was on her mind. Seeing her giggling, she asked, "Ma'am, what are you thinking? You giggle like a lovely child."
Sasha's voice brought her back to her senses. Seeing Sasha's puzzled expression, Rosiley gave a short laugh and quickly changed the topic. Pointing at the ribs in the pot, she asked, "Sasha, how many times should I wash the ribs?"
Her question immediately diverted Sasha's attention. "Just wash them two or three times, for I still need to boil them in water later."
"Oh, I see." Rosiley nodded and pointed at the book in her hand. With a smile, she said to Sasha, "I'll write this down first."
She directly spread out the book on the counter. Lowering her head, she quickly wrote down this step with her pen.
During this time, Sasha also finished washing the ribs.
Then Sasha taught her how to make the sweet-and-sour pork ribs that Sachin liked the most.
Rosiley wrote down everything she needed to remember in her notebook.
Making the sweet-and-sour pork ribs already cost a long time. Since Sasha also needed to teach her, it took them more than an hour to finish cooking the dish.
The finished dish looked good, but they didn't know how it tasted.
"Ma'am, please try it and tell me if it's delicious." Sasha handed a pair of chopsticks to Rosiley.
The latter took the plate and picked up a piece of rib. After blowing the rib to cool it down, she carefully took a small bite.
Sasha looked at her nervously with expectation.
The sweet and sour taste filled her mouth in an instant. Rosiley narrowed her eyes and exclaimed, "It's so delicious."
Upon hearing her words, Sasha heaved a sigh of relief and smiled happily. "That's because you are a quick and smart learner."
Hearing her praise, Rosiley was embarrassed. "You are flattering me. It's all because of your excellent cooking skills. You almost made this dish yourself. If I cook it alone, I won't be able to make it taste like this."
Rosiley was so modest, and Sasha shook her head helplessly while saying, "Ma'am..."
Rosiley stuck out her tongue cutely and picked up a piece of rib. Sending it to Sasha's mouth, she urged, "Sasha, please try it too. It's delicious."
Looking at her bright smile, Sasha was stunned for a moment.
In a trance, she seemed to have returned to more than twenty years ago. Holding a plate of sweet-and-sour pork ribs, that lovable girl said to her with great joy, "Sasha, I finally know how to make this dish. Come and try it."
Sasha's absent-mindedness made Rosiley frown. Since she kept staring at her with nostalgia, Rosiley wondered if she thought of someone.
"Sasha..." she called out carefully.
Sasha came back to her senses and looked at her blankly. Seeing Rosiley's puzzled expression, she quickly said with a smile, "Ma'am, since you think it's delicious, I won't taste it."
After saying that, Sasha lowered her head. She turned around and was about to tidy up the kitchen.
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