The firepot broth in the big pot had already come to a boil, its spicy, aromatic fragrance wafting through the courtyard, mingling with the scent of blooming flowers.
This smell—absolutely divine!
Chen Ying and Chen Ming couldn't help but swallow hard.
As the saying goes, life is nothing more than firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea.
In this era, people didn't have many entertainment options, so their lives were essentially reduced to those basics. In fact, even managing firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea was a challenge for many. Hardly anyone studied food, as time was scarce.
So nowadays, whenever they saw Tian Sangsang, Chen Ying and Chen Ming's stomachs would grumble uncontrollably, and they were utterly smitten with the magic of her cooking skills.
Tian Sangsang placed a large bowl of ingredients in the center of the table, along with a few slices of freshly cut watermelon.
