The afternoon sunlight filtered through the window lattice, casting itself onto the spotless floor.
From the kitchen, the aroma of dishes drifted, mingling with the moist scent of freshly turned earth.
Ji Mingyue, wearing a newly bought plain cloth apron, held a spatula, carefully placing the final dish of lotus leaf chicken onto a porcelain plate.
The Immortal Crane squatted at the door, tilting its head to watch the steam rising from the pot, occasionally letting out a soft chirp.
Jiang Ning sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, shelling the pods Ji Mingyue had just bought back.
After a long while.
"Dinner's ready!" Ji Mingyue stood by the table, hands on her hips, looking pleased with herself.
Jiang Ning glanced at the six dishes and one soup on the table, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
The preparation of these dishes differed quite substantially from Great Xia's cuisine, primarily focused on frying and sautéing.
