Lin Changyou smiled. "Zhixue was sincere in his invitation, so let's all go over. It'll be a nice get-together."
Since Lin Changyou had spoken, Lin Lan had no choice but to agree. She went inside to grab two bags of white sugar and some eggs. The group then set out and met up with Yang Liying's family, who were waiting for them along the way. All told, about ten people headed for Wang Zhixue's home.
Upon arriving at Yang Liqun's home, everyone exchanged another round of polite greetings and pleasantries.
The Eight Immortals table in the Wang family's main hall was laden with food and drinks. Lin Lan spotted freshly braised sweet-skin duck and an assortment of other braised dishes.
The sweet-skin duck had a lovely brownish-red glaze. Its skin was crispy and slightly sweet, while the meat was tender, melting in the mouth without being greasy.
Authentic sweet-skin duck was made by braising free-range, speckled local ducks.
