After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

Chapter 265 The Awakening of a Single Mother (Part 21)

"Ah~~"

Wen Chan was completely unprepared for bumping into someone and was genuinely startled.

She almost dropped what she was holding down the stairs, but luckily Huang Xianhai reacted quickly and caught it.

"Be careful, don't fall!" Huang Xianhai's magnetic voice rang in Wen Chan's ears, tinged with a hint of nervousness.

Seeing Wen Chan staggering from the impact, Huang Xianhai's heart skipped a beat. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and caught her in time.

"Are you alright? I'm so sorry, it's all my fault for not watching where I was going, otherwise I definitely could have avoided it!"

After the two regained their balance, Huang Xianhai quickly apologized, since he was the one who had frightened them.

Wen Chan quickly waved her hand, "This is not your fault. Everyone was going up and down the stairs and no one noticed each other."

Realizing they were standing a little too close, Wen Chan moved to the side and looked up to ask, "Technician Huang, where are you going?"

Huang Xianhai's eyes followed her movements for a moment. "I was just about to go to the cafeteria for lunch."

"Oh, I see. You'd better hurry up and go, otherwise if you go too late, you'll only have leftovers to eat."

The food at their factory canteen is pretty good.

However, someone of Huang Xianhai's caliber probably wouldn't eat in the staff cafeteria.

All the leaders, big and small, in the factory have their own canteens.

Even those like Wen Chan who work in offices are no exception. There are dedicated chefs in the cafeteria, and if you want to order à la carte, you can pay to order dishes. The chefs are quite skilled.

But people like Wen Chan, who have families, usually eat at home.

If you don't have time occasionally, eating at the cafeteria is okay, but eating there all the time gets boring.

After all, no matter how skilled and experienced a chef is, the amount of ingredients they can purchase is limited, and they can't come up with any new dishes.

"I'm fine. If the cafeteria runs out of food, I'll just go outside and buy some. I'm all alone, I can make do with whatever I want anywhere."

Huang Xianhai wasn't saying this to deliberately elicit sympathy; he's always been like this. For him, eating is just about filling his stomach, and he doesn't care whether it tastes good or not.

When it comes to food, it's all about the atmosphere. It depends on who you're eating with. If he's eating alone, even the most delicious food won't taste the same.

"Okay, I'll go upstairs first. Ah Xuan will be out of school soon, I need to hurry home and cook!" As soon as she finished speaking, without waiting for Huang Xianhai's reply, she ran upstairs. Her little figure was really fast.

As for how Huang Xianhai eats, that's none of her business; Wen Chan doesn't care.

Wen Chan was forced out of the factory in her past life because she was too controlling.

Although this matter had nothing to do with Huang Xianhai, after all, Huang Xianhai had said at the time that he would take responsibility and even wanted to marry her,

Before Yang Dan came to find Wen Chan, Huang Xianhai had proposed to Wen Chan several times, but Wen Chan had never agreed.

But even if he is innocent, he is still one of the parties involved, so Wen Chan will inevitably take her anger out on him.

If he hadn't been so lacking in tact and didn't know how to avoid suspicion, would Wen Chan have been the subject of gossip in the factory?

Huang Xianhai's gaze lingered on the woman's retreating figure as she gracefully disappeared down the stairs for a long time.

Why did he feel that Wen Chan seemed to dislike him? She even became very defensive whenever she was alone with him.

But then I thought about how I hadn't spent much time with Wen Chan, and I didn't seem to have offended her. Maybe I was just overthinking it.

When Wenchan got home, she hurriedly started preparing. First, she washed the chicken feet thoroughly, then blanched them with some scallions, ginger, and cooking wine for ten minutes. After that, she took them out and rinsed them in ice water to make them more chewy.

Then I started deboning the chicken feet, but I got stuck at this step.

Wen Chan frantically tried to get the chicken feet out, but by the time Wen Xuan returned, she had only managed to remove a few.

There was no other way but to cook first, and continue cooking after we finished eating.

After finishing their meal, the mother and son finally got the hang of handling those ten pounds of chicken feet, working on them until after ten o'clock before they finally removed all the bones.

After setting the deboned chicken feet aside, Wenchan went to prepare the lemon chicken feet sauce.

Wow, chicken feet that cost seven yuan a pound! Wen Chan bought a whole ten pounds! After removing the bones, they only weigh about six or seven pounds.

Then we'll add some cilantro, cucumber, broth, lemon, and so on. It'll probably weigh about ten pounds!

The cost, rounded up, is about 100 yuan. Each box contains half a jin (250g), and 10 jin (5kg) can make about 20 boxes. So how much should each box be sold for to make it profitable?

Wenxuan pouted and said, "Mom, if you sell these chicken feet too cheaply, you'll lose out. They're so hard to make."

Wen Chan deeply agreed, nodding repeatedly, "But what if it's too expensive and people don't buy it?"

Wenxuan scratched his head, trying hard to think of a solution, "That depends on how well you make it. If it's delicious, let people try it. Let them try it before buying. Don't we always try things first to see if they're good before we buy them?"

Wen Chan learned this spicy and sour lemon chicken feet recipe from a video on her son's phone in her past life. Although she knew the method, she had never made it before, so she could only give it a try now.

"Okay, Mom will listen to you. Let's make it first and see how it tastes. If it's good, we'll sell it. If it's not good, we won't."

After preparing the essential sauce, cut cucumber strips, minced garlic, coarsely chopped cilantro, diced chili peppers, and seeded lemon, etc.

Pour all of this into the bowl containing the chicken feet, add some cooled boiled water, stir well, cover with plastic wrap, and then refrigerate.

However, we can only sell it tomorrow night. Won't it be too long to leave it like this?

It should be fine to keep it in the refrigerator for a day, right? After all, the weather is just right right now, neither too hot nor too cold.

Since it's already done, I guess I'll just have to put it in the fridge. I'll check on it tomorrow afternoon; if it tastes good, I'll sell it; if it doesn't, I'll share it with my colleagues.

Wenchan glanced at the time; it was almost 11:30. She decided to hurry up and take a shower and go to bed.

The next day, Wenxuan didn't have to go to school, so he went to work with his mother. Although going to work together wasn't in accordance with factory rules, Wenxuan was very well-behaved, and everyone in the office loved him.

So no one complained, and the leaders turned a blind eye. Wenxuan had gotten used to it after all these years.

When it was time to leave work in the afternoon, Wenxuan couldn't wait to pull his mother home quickly.

He was overjoyed at the thought of setting up a stall at the night market with his mother today, and he wanted to earn lots and lots of money with her.

He overheard his mother casually mention that now is the best time to buy a house, so Wenxuan also wanted to earn money to buy a house for his mother.

Seeing her son's unusual excitement today, Wen Chan's initially anxious heart was now filled with a little anticipation.