I am the stepmother of my son, and the little villain has changed into a little cotton-padded jacket

The three children didn't notice anything wrong with the looks of the adults. Xiao Ye touched his full stomach and burped quietly in satisfaction. The sound was not loud but it made Xiao Ze look back at him.

Xiao Ye scratched his head embarrassedly. He hadn't eaten anything since morning training. Suddenly, when he saw the delicious food, he couldn't help but eat a little more.

After finishing his meal, Wen Shutang did not rush to the newly bought house in town, but followed Song Zhou Baiguai to the kitchen.

She had just promised to give Song Zhoubai a recipe for a meat dish, so of course she couldn't go back on her word.

When the chefs who were busy in the kitchen saw the boss coming, they immediately stopped what they were doing and gathered around Song Zhoubai.

A middle-aged man who looked particularly honest looked at Song Zhoubai and said with a smile: "Boss, how come you have time to come to the kitchen today? We are preparing the dishes."

The other chefs all nodded in agreement.

Song Zhoubai looked gentle as he looked at them and said loudly, "I am not here to inspect your work today. I have invited a master to teach you how to cook."

After he finished speaking, he pointed at Wen Shutang who was standing next to him.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger. Some people recognized Wen Shutang and pointed at her.

"Hey, I remember this girl. Wasn't she the one who taught us how to make Mapo Tofu last time?"

"Yes, yes, I remember it too. It's this lady. She looks young, but her cooking skills are top-notch."

Everyone was talking about it. Some believed Wen Shutang, while others questioned how she, at such a young age, could teach experienced chefs like them.

Seeing everyone making so much noise, Song Zhoubai raised his hand and signaled for everyone to quiet down.

After everyone quieted down, Wen Shutang stepped forward and said, "Hello, masters. I am just an ordinary village woman, not a master. I just cook a lot at home and know a little bit. I am not here to teach you anything today. I am just sharing some side dishes that I often make on weekdays."

Wen Shutang's tone was very gentle, and coupled with her face that showed no sign of aggression at all, the attitudes of the masters present also softened.

Her words well protected the self-esteem of these uncles. If these chefs who had worked for more than ten years were really allowed to listen to the preaching of a little girl like her, they would definitely be kicked out.

Wen Shutang thought silently in his heart.

It turned out that what she thought was right. As soon as she said this, someone responded to her.

"So that's how it is. We often hang out in the kitchen and are used to cooking the dishes that guests often order. Now I want to hear about the young girl's fresh recipes. It's not bad, don't you think?" The man who looked very honest just now spoke first.

With his support, everyone else gave face to Wen Shutang. After all, the girl had already said that she was not here to teach them a lesson, so they naturally had no need to be dissatisfied with her.

Seeing that everyone's emotions were calmed down, Song Zhoubai immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He just realized how much hurtful his words had just said to people's self-esteem.

After no one raised any objections, Wen Shutang stepped forward and began to prepare the ingredients, telling them step by step how to make Beijing-style shredded pork with soy sauce.

Fortunately, the restaurant's kitchen has a full range of condiments, and the Beijing-style shredded pork with sweet and soy sauce tastes pretty good.

When the fragrant shredded pork came out of the pot, everyone's eyes widened, and the whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of meat and bean paste.

"This dish smells so good. This is the first time I've seen shredded pork of this color." Someone whispered, and the sound of swallowing saliva was particularly obvious in the small kitchen.

"This dish is called Beijing-style Shredded Pork with Soy Sauce. It's fried with bean paste and can be eaten with shredded green onions and cucumbers rolled in bean skin. It has the salty and fresh taste of meat and the refreshing taste of green onions and cucumbers, and it's not greasy." Wen Shutang put the plate on the stove and explained slowly.

As she spoke, she began to prepare the side dishes, putting the shredded green onion and cucumber into the plate, and the dish was ready.

Song Zhoubai couldn't help swallowing his saliva as he looked at the dish he had never seen before. Although he had just eaten, now looking at the tempting shredded pork, he seemed to feel his stomach growling again.

"It's done now. Did everyone take note of it?" Wen Shutang washed off the oil stains on his hands and turned to look at the masters who were still in a daze.

Hearing Wen Shutang's question, the honest uncle was the first to react. He nodded and looked at Wen Shutang with admiration in his eyes.

"I've got it. This dish is so delicious and tasty. I didn't expect that my wife is so good at cooking at such a young age. I am really ashamed of myself."

Others also echoed the words, without any previous hostility towards Wen Shutang, and were full of admiration for him.

Although they have been in the kitchen for nearly ten years, they discovered today that they don't know as much as a little girl. It seems that they still need to work harder to improve their cooking skills in the future.

Although these masters have strong self-esteem, they are not arrogant. They admire people who are stronger than themselves.

Wen Shutang waved his hand: "No, no, I just happen to know how to cook this dish. In terms of proficiency, you uncles are still more powerful."

Coming out of the kitchen, Wen Shutang looked up at Song Zhoubai and said, "Today I will teach you how to make shredded pork with Beijing sauce for free. From next time on, you will have to pay for it."

Song Zhoubai laughed when he heard this: "No problem, no problem. I'll personally give the money to you next time."

"Okay, in that case, I won't stay any longer. I have to go take a look at the house." Wen Shutang nodded slightly.

After saying goodbye to Song Zhoubai and Pei Sheng, Wen Shutang and Xiao Yizhuo walked towards the house with the children.

Song Zhoubai and Pei Sheng stood at the door of Zhaixing Tower and looked at the backs of their family.

Song Zhoubai waved the fan in his hand and said with some emotion: "I didn't expect that a village woman would know so many things. Today really opened my eyes. Don't you think so, Ah Sheng?"

After saying that, he turned around to look at Pei Sheng, only to find that he was still staring in a daze at the backs of the family that had disappeared. Song Zhoubai reached out and pushed him.

Pei Sheng finally came to his senses and nodded: "Madam Wen is indeed a remarkable woman, and her husband doesn't look like an ordinary man either. I glanced at him just now, but inexplicably saw a chilling indifference in his eyes."

Pei Sheng expressed his doubts with some hesitation.

Song Zhoubai was stunned at first, but then he didn't take it too seriously. He reached out and patted Pei Sheng's shoulder with a cheerful tone.

"Who cares? As long as we can make money, it's fine. What happens to their family has nothing to do with us. Maybe it's just Ah Sheng's illusion."

Hearing Song Zhoubai say this, Pei Sheng felt a little relieved.

What Azhou said was right. Maybe it was just an illusion. How could such a chilling and murderous aura appear on an ordinary villager? He must be dazzled.