Zhuo Qianqian held the kitchen knife and "bang, bang, bang," smashed the garlic and ginger. Then, using a fork, she scraped the green onion forcefully, and with a chop of the knife, finely minced the scallions.
After mixing them together, she finely chopped them with great skill.
Wang Fan was quite satisfied, thinking she was a decent assistant and considering giving her a raise.
Wang Fan opened another stove, scooped some oil from the fryer into it, and once the oil temperature rose, he poured in the minced ginger, garlic, and scallions Zhuo Qianqian had just handed over.
"Sizzle..."
The ginger, garlic, and scallions instantly released a rich aroma under the heat, turning a golden brown. A pinch of salt and white pepper followed, and then the freshly fried chicken wings were tossed in.
