"Okay, got it." Yuan Si walked over after washing her hands, took the pork leg from the old lady, and carried it to the cutting block. "What are we making today?"
The old lady thought for a moment. "Your brother is finally back, so let's make something nice to eat today." She glanced at the large cut of meat in her daughter's hands. "Let's have Four-Joy Meatballs, a braised pork knuckle, and sliced pork with garlic sauce. Oh, and that spicy, crispy dish you made last time... what was it called again?"
"Twice-cooked pork," Yuan Si immediately recalled.
"Right, that's the one! I really liked it; it goes so well with rice. Make that one too. For the rest, you can just whip up whatever you see fit." The old lady slapped her thigh. That was it. She hadn't been used to it the first time she tried it, but the more she chewed, the more fragrant and delicious the meat became.
