Looking at the newly planted plot, Sierra felt a great sense of accomplishment.
By the time she came back tomorrow evening, this place would be a sea of green!
Perhaps it was a sign of getting older.
When she was planting, it didn't feel like a chore at all; in fact, it was downright joyful!
And the thought of the harvest made her even happier!
While Sierra was still admiring her work, Jayce had already hurried off to the kitchen.
Several stoves were lit at once in the kitchen, each with a large pot on top, stewing various kinds of meat.
Braised pork belly, clear-broth sparerib soup, stewed lamb chops, and braised beef.
The moment Sierra stepped into the kitchen, she was hit by a rich aroma.
The combined fragrance of all the different meats washed over her.
Sierra hadn't been hungry before.
But perhaps it was from all the hard work, or maybe the meat just smelled too incredible, because her mouth had started to water.
