Chapter 103 Dragoria–Style Scrambled Eggs
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Scarlett also noticed that there was something else odd about the old woman’s complexion, and the smell on her breath was not quite right either.
She knew that Thelma had an underlying illness.
But this was not the moment to bring it up.
Since the old woman had already eaten lunch, Scarlett did not plan to use the ribs she was carrying to make a dish.
Thelma would not be able to digest something that heavy.
After a moment of thought, she went into the kitchen and looked over the ingredients inside.
She took two eggs.
She cracked them and whisked them into a liquid, beating until fine, airy bubbles formed, then added a small amount of pork fat that had just been gently melted in the microwave.
The fat was only heated until it barely liquefied, then blended into the eggs, followed by a few drops of fish sauce. She continued whisking until everything was fully emulsified to the ideal state.
The pan on the gas stove was already hot. She brushed it lightly with a thin layer of oil.
When the pan and oil reached just the right temperature, she poured in the egg mixture.
The moment the eggs touched the pan, they puffed up.
She tilted and rotated the pan, letting the eggs slide and set into layers of fluffy, tender sheets.
She waited until the eggs no longer flowed, leaving a thin layer of unset egg still glistening on top of the soft layers beneath.
Scarlett turned off the flame and sprinkled a few grains of fine salt over the top layer, just on the verge of setting.
Then she plated the dish.
By the time it was served, the top layer of egg had been gently cooked through by the residual heat from the soft layers below, and was incredibly tender.
She finished by scattering a few finely chopped scallions over the top, and a plate of Dragoria–style scrambled eggs was complete,
From start to finish, it took Scarlett less than five minutes to make this dish.
Fresh, delicate eggs on a simple white porcelain plate made for a clean, refreshing presentation.
The camera crew kept their lenses on her the entire time.
When the dish was plated, and the camera moved in close, the contrast between the white porcelain and the
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pale golden eggs was visually striking.
Still, some viewers in the livestream began to nitpick.
[What did Scarlett even make?]
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[No way. She just made scrambled eggs? At least cook a meat dish. I saw her carrying several pounds of ribs and thought she was going to show off.
[That old lady didn’t sound easy to deal with earlier. Scarlett made something this simple–she’s definitely going to get a cold reception.]
[That old lady was never easy to begin with. Didn’t the townspeople say she’s been living there for two years and chased off who knows how many caregivers?]
[That’s not just scrambled eggs. That’s Dragoria–style scrambled eggs. You people don’t even recognize Dragoria–style scrambled eggs?]
[Dragoria–style scrambled eggs?]
[Isn’t that just regular scrambled eggs? I mean, they do look really soft and juicy. Are they even fully cooked?
[The eggs my mom makes always come out in clumps.]
[Dragoria–style scrambled eggs aren’t ordinary scrambled eggs. They’re a famous southern dish. These days, very few chefs can make them properly.
[The layers are distinct, the texture is silky, tender, and slightly fluffy. The seasoning is extremely simple, but when done right, the eggs are soft and fragrant with no eggy smell at all.]
[I just looked it up. It really is a famous dish!]
[How dare you compare your mom’s clumpy eggs to Scarlett’s Dragoria–style scrambled eggs. Just looking at the color, you can tell how soft and silky these are.]
What the viewers did not know was that the crew behind the camera was swallowing hard.
How could something as simple as eggs smell this good?
Outside, Thelma, who was reclining on a wicker lounge chair, opened her eyes the moment she caught the aroma and slowly sat upright.
There was a trace of daze in her eyes.
That smell… Dragoria–style scrambled eggs
Thelma looked up and saw Scarlett walking over with a white porcelain plate.
Scarlett stopped beside her, handed her a fork, and bent slightly forward. “Ma’am, please have a taste.”
Thelma gave Scarlett a long look, took the fork, and picked up a piece of the egg.
The egg was thin and light, breaking easily at the slightest pressure. The bottom layer was soft and airy, while the top was a gently set, silky layer of egg.
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