Chapter 918 Version Preview Live (1)
Chapter 918 Version Preview Live (1)
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Kafka lifted the lid, and a rich aroma burst forth, weaving an invisible net in the air and capturing everyone's attention.
The braised pork in the casserole has an enticing reddish-brown color, with the fatty parts glistening and the lean meat showing distinct textures, each piece coated in a glistening sauce.
Wow... March 7th had already gathered around, her eyes sparkling as she stared at the delicious food in the pot. Aunt Kafka is amazing! This looks even better than what you'd get in a fancy restaurant!
Xing took a deep breath and asked, "Mom, when did you learn this skill? I remember the last time you made braised pork, it didn't smell this good."
Kafka smiled and gently turned the meat pieces with a spatula, the sauce gleaming like amber in the firelight.
The secret lies in... she lowered her voice mysteriously, explaining that she would simmer it patiently, just like she would treat someone important.
Liu Ying returned after arranging the chairs and happened to hear this.
She stood at the doorway, gazing at the joyful scene in the kitchen, and a smile unconsciously crept onto her face.
The last rays of the setting sun shone through the window behind her, casting a warm glow on the scene.
Four minutes left. Kafka glanced at the timer, then turned to announce to the eagerly waiting crowd.
Her gaze swept across everyone's faces, lingering a second longer on Silver Wolf's feigned indifference, a gentle smile appearing in her eyes.
Xing sighed dramatically: "These are the longest four minutes in the world."
She lay on the edge of the kitchen counter, like a small animal waiting to be fed: "It felt like four centuries."
On March 7th, as if suddenly remembering something important, she pulled out her phone from her pocket: "Oh right, we must take a picture of this sumptuous dinner!"
She adjusted the angle, trying to capture the warm and inviting scene of the entire kitchen in the frame.
Liu Ying stood next to Kafka without hesitation and naturally took the spatula from her hand: "I'll watch the heat, you can take a break."
Kafka nodded with satisfaction. As she took off her apron, she discovered that Silver Wolf was already standing at the kitchen door, arms crossed, pretending to be very interested in the decorative paintings on the wall.
She walked over and gently poked Silver Wolf's shoulder: Didn't someone say they wouldn't help?
Silver Wolf snorted softly, but his gaze unconsciously drifted towards the casserole: I... I just came to see if you had made a mess of the kitchen.
The timer rang at that moment, its crisp sound like a horn announcing the start of a grand feast.
Everyone cheered and busied themselves with preparing the final plating.
Outside the RV, dusk had completely fallen, but inside, the steaming pot of braised pork and the warmth of the group of people gathered together made it exceptionally bright and cozy.
As a casserole filled with braised pork was served on the table, Yingxing and Constance, who had gone out to buy snacks, returned to the RV.
Constantine, dressed in a white dress and wearing a white bowler hat, looked like an elegant noblewoman.
She smelled the fragrance in the air and smiled, "Looks like we've come back just in time!"
Ying Xing, as if already used to it, walked into the RV, picked up the large and small bags in his hands, and asked Kafka, "Kafka, where should we put these snacks?"
Kafka thought for a moment and said, "Put it in the trunk, or you could consider putting it on Ah Xing's bedside table."
Xing's eyes lit up and she said, "Thank you, Mom!"
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