It had been overcast all day, but the sun came out at dusk.
Zheng Zhilan had specially used a clay pot to cook braised rice. She cooked the rice until it was half-done and drained the water, then stir-fried some diced cured pork, added potatoes and the shiitake mushrooms Qinghe liked. Even before she added the rice to braise, the aroma was already wafting out.
The method was actually somewhat like cooking clay pot rice.
The cold dishes had been prepared in advance. Zheng Zhilan had marinated, boiled, and mixed them all herself, and they included things like sausages and cured meat.
She had purposely made a spicy and sour chicken to cater to Brother Nan's taste.
There wasn't much need to cook many hot dishes, as most of the raw materials had already been prepped by her, and it didn't take much time to stir-fry them. However, the fish, symbolizing prosperity and surplus, was a bit more troublesome – Zheng Zhilan decided to make a Sichuan boiled fish.
