When they returned, Mrs. Wu and Xiaxiang had already prepared a few dishes.
Zhou Ying made another six dishes. Braised silver carp, black fish with pickled vegetables, braised eel with green garlic sprouts, spiced eggplant bun, shredded sweet potato, and cold sweet potato leaves.
As for the staple food, it was steamed rice.
Once the dishes were out of the pot, Xiaxiang sniffed and said, "Mistress, these dishes really smell delicious. As expected of a restaurant owner."
"Yeap, but you entered our residence too late. The dishes that Mistress cooks during the New Year are the truly delicious ones.
"The pig's offal and intestines were so fragrant that people wanted to eat more after a bite."
"But pig intestines are so dirty; can they be eaten?"
"Of course, it's no worse than meat after it's cleaned. I love them, especially the spicy ones. Just thinking about it makes me drool."
