"We bought so much good stuff yesterday, today is Tianjun and Yunyun's birthday, let's have a good meal!"
Upon finishing her sentence, Feng Qingxue rolled up her sleeves and got busy. She started by cutting a large block of mutton into pieces and boiling it with the offal. Then she mixed a basin of pure white flour and let it rest in the basin, covered with a round lid made of sorghum stalks. The preparations for the afternoon meal were yet to start.
Lu's father and Lu Tianjun helped to rinse the rice and wash the vegetables. The young Lu Tianzhi and Feng Qingyun worked together, one to build the fire and the other to hand over items.
"Aunt Snow! Is your basket the Treasure Box?"
Lu Tianzhi watched as continued pulling one item after another from her basket, seemingly endless, and filling up the entire kitchen.
Feng Qingxue smiled, "It's not the Treasure Box, but it's more convenient."
Chicken, fish, meat, eggs, a mouthwatering selection.
