Chief Bird grinned, took the full glass, and downed it in one go. Feng Jun clapped enthusiastically in response, then placed his hand on the pot lid.
"A happy fish swims in the stream; on our table, it's a joyful theme. May you be like a fish in water, successful in career and family."
After reciting the blessing, Feng Jun lifted the lid of the pot.
A cloud of white steam billowed out from the iron pot, followed by a thick, savory aroma that filled the air. The rich, mellow scent instantly permeated the dining hall.
'This aroma!'
Feng Mountain looked toward the iron pot, his eyes filled with pleasant surprise.
The stew bubbled in the pot. Three freshwater cod were simmered to perfection, exuding a tempting fragrance. Chunks of potato, cooked until they were nearly melting, peeked through the thick broth, which was garnished with vibrant green cilantro and scallions.
