Chapter 75: Making Compromise Wouldn't Make Others Pity Her
Of course, the statement that a plate of onion snails was worth a whole day's turnover for a company
was certainly overstated.
However, the onion snails are not ordinary snails but a kind of rare snail from the deep sea.
Moreover, it was made out of a unique process where the meat of the snail was dug out as a whole and
the bad parts were removed and the frozen snail meat was mixed with top quality caviar.
At the same time, the shell of the onion snail was cleaned cleanly with a special spoon. And then a
layer of golden sea urchin would be placed inside the shell.
Then, with very small tongs, the snails were fed back into the shells with the caviar which was mixed
with frozen snail meat.
Finally, the snails would be baked in the oven for ten seconds.
No more, no less. The snails should be baked for just ten seconds.
Then hot and fragrant onion snails would be ready.
With just a plate of onion snails, its material cost was second to none, which would cost ten thousand
dollars at most.
But, its labor cost was the most terrible thing!
To ensure the snails’ freshness and taste, the time to get it ready had to be kept within certain limits.
And it would require a large number of servants to get it done together, at least a few dozen.
An ordinary family surely didn't have dozens of servants. Only the super big ones like the Jackson
family could have that
While the Gale family didn't even have the slightest capability!
Therefore, speaking of the daughter raised by the Gale family, she probably had never eaten any onion
snails in her life.
The maid brought the onion snail to Emily's plate. And all those people around her stopped, stared at
Emily one by one, and
were ready for a good show.
It was true that the Gale family wasn't a big family. And Emily Gale wasn't a lady from a rich family.
Would she know how to
eat onion snails?
Even if it were them, the ladies from the Jackson family could only have a chance to enjoy onion snails
at the Jackson family's
family gathering party.
On usual days, they dared not think of enjoying onion snails.
Emily Gale probably would make a fool of herself this time.
Emily looked at the onion snails that the maid had sent over. With no special expression on her face,
she turned back and
took a pair of gloves from the hands of the maid who was standing behind her.
She put on the gloves, picked up a special thin fork on the side, and pointed at the head of the onion
snails as she stuck the fork in.
After that, she picked up a small specialized hammer on the side and tapped it on the shell of the onion
The shell fell in two on the plate. And the onion snail with caviar and golden sea urchin, which was
roasted to a golden brown
color, presented its whole meat in front of everyone.
It was not yet finished. Emily forked the snail meat and dipped it on top of the excellent caviar on the
side before delivering it
to her mouth.
She chewed and swallowed the meat slowly, enjoying it to the fullest! The snail couldn't be more
“She actually knows how to eat it! I can't believe that she's eating it!”
“How could a poor sap know how to eat the onion snail?”
Snowy was overwhelmingly unwilling to believe what she had seen. Anyway, it was difficult to eat onion
snails even in a restaurant outside.
People had to book onion snails in advance in a restaurant. After all, the manual process for cooking
onion snails was simply
Emily surely couldn't have enjoyed onion snails in a restaurant outside. She couldn't even afford it!
The eldest brother wasn't very particular about food. He wouldn't order such complicated dishes out
there. And he wouldn't
take Emily to eat onion snails outside.
“Why does Emily know how to eat onion snails?”
For a moment, the crowd was startled and completely confused.
"What happened? What's the problem?” Emily blinked, looking innocent.
After deliberation, she suddenly remembered something as she smiled, "Is it because I didn't use
mustard? But the onion
snail really shouldn't be covered in mustard, which will damage its original sweet taste."
She took off her gloves. And the maid immediately came over to take them back.
Seeing that no one was talking, Emily ignored them, lifted her cup, and looked at Sarah.
"Eldest Lady, you are an elder. I will toast you first.”
Only then did Sarah come to her senses. And she immediately lifted her cup and clinked it with her.
While others successively put away their shock and focused on the table manner.
It turned out that Emily even knew how to enjoy the onion snails. It seemed that it was really not easy
to see this future young
lady of the Jackson family make a fool of herself.
Emily lifted the cup and took a shallow taste. As she looked at the dishes on the table, the smile at the
corner of her lips gradually deepened.
No one knew that she had already lived in the Jackson family for several years in her last life.
She surely had seen and enjoyed various good things before.
Snowy Jackson, who was a little brat, was obviously a year older than her. But she was as childish as
"I heard that Gale Group has been having a hard time lately. The company is in the red. And they have
to sell her daughter off to keep the business ongoing.”
Snowy also lifted her glass of wine and didn't take a single sip. And her disdainful gaze drifted over
Emily's ugly face.
Only a lady of the Jackson family could say such outrageous words.
An ordinary person would dare not say it. After all, it sounded indeed too rude.
But, a lady from the Jackson family had always been at such a high and mighty. No one would accuse
her if she was rude.
Even Sarah, the Eldest Lady, dared not do anything in front of them. And others would just watch the
Emily looked at Snowy. Upon hearing such provocative words, she didn’t get angry. Instead, she
hooked her lips and smiled.
"Miss Snowy, you seem to be likely convinced by the hearsay. Don’t you know a saying that what you
hear about may be
true? No wonder that you will be tricked by people with ulterior motives at every turn.’'
Of course, Emily was referring to Rosy just now as someone with ulterior motives.
"You..." Snowy wanted to attack her.
But Emily put away her smile and said indifferently, "Miss Snowy, you might as well wait until Gale's is
at its end. Then you can care about me, which is not too late yet."
"As for those hearsays, Miss Snowy, it's better for you not to believe them easily. Otherwise, others will
think that ladies from
the Jackson family don't even have a sense and will believe whatever they hear.”
"Emily Gale, you want to die, don't you?” Once again, Snowy couldn't help but stand up and pick up the
“I'm going to make a toast to Grandma. Miss Snowy, do you want to join me?”
This time, Emily stood up as well and looked at her askance, “If you splash me with wine this time, I will
not dodge away. But, I will still proceed to drink a toast to Grandma.”
"You..." Snowy was so angry that she was holding the wine cup with her fingertips trembling.