Various flowers gathered from the forest and some wild vegetables had been washed and blanched at home, waiting only to be cooked in hot oil. Hua Xiaomai led Song Jingxi to the stove to take a look and smiled, "In our rural area, we can only find these common flowers. Those overly precious ones are indeed hard to come by. I'm afraid you'll have to bear with us today, Mr. Song."
"This is already very good," Song Jingxi looked towards the stove and nodded slightly, the smile on her lips so measured that it was hard to tell whether she was pleased or dissatisfied.
Seeing there was nothing more to say, Hua Xiaomai invited her back to the table to sit down and immediately began to bustle about.
Tofu was boiled in water and jasmine and tender leaves picked earlier were added. Once the water boiled again, it could be served on a plate without any seasoning, relying solely on the natural fragrance;
