The kitchen spices were simple: just the basic oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar. Jiang Feng glanced at the vegetables Tian Lin had washed earlier, which were just eggplants and Chinese cabbage, along with a purchased soy sauce duck and a few pieces of tofu.
Jiang Feng thought for a moment. Dishes that were too difficult could easily go wrong, so he decided to make minced meat with eggplant, stir-fried Chinese cabbage, sautéed tofu, and braised meat. For Sir's sake, he'd make a special serving of steamed egg with shrimp. That should be about right for lunch.
The braised meat had been simmering in the pot for a while now, beyond saving. All Jiang Feng could do was to make sure the braised meat turned out well. Sir just liked to pick meat for the younger ones. If braised meat was meat, how could braised meat not be meat?
