When Yan Ze returned to the mansion, it was already around four in the afternoon. The family's New Year's Eve dinner was almost ready. The steamed vegetables and stewed vegetables had already been cooked on the stove. The remaining hot dishes were only needed to be stir-fried when it was time for dinner.
Qin Yiling had cooked quite a lot of food with Granny Zhang at home today. Perhaps it was because of the difference in time and region, but some of the Chinese New Year's food customs here were different from those in her hometown. Therefore, she found it quite interesting and made a lot of effort.
"You're back? Brother Ze, come over and take a look. This is the gold ingot I made.”
As soon as Qin Yiling saw Yan Ze enter the room, she immediately started to show off her work.
There was no shortage of fried food for the New Year's Eve dinner. It was just some shaped fruits kneaded with dough and then placed into a pot of oil to be fried.
