One plate is Kung Pao Chicken, the other is Spicy Chicken.
Scarlett Yates loves spicy food, so both dishes suit her taste perfectly.
Especially the Spicy Chicken, from its appearance to the aroma wafting off it, it's as good as those from big restaurants.
She stared at the dishes on the table, zoned out for a moment, and before she could recover, Angela brought out two more plates from the kitchen.
One plate of Fish-Flavored Shredded Pork, and one bowl of Boiled Pork Slices.
A layer of boiling oil was poured over the Boiled Pork Slices, sizzling as it hit the sesame seeds and chili powder.
The slices of meat quivered in the bright red soup, and the rich aroma kept drifting into her nose.
"Did you make all these?!" Scarlett Yates widened her eyes and looked up at Angela in disbelief.
Angela held a large ladle in her hand, as delicate as a green onion; she smiled sweetly at Scarlett's surprised expression and nodded, "Mm-hmm."
