Ke Lian, carrying his two well-dressed sons, walked out of the tent, not knowing where he heard it or saw it from. Upon seeing Du Xixi in the midst of the smoke and fire with a calm expression, a thought suddenly popped into his mind—a good chef can bestow a unique soul and charm to the ingredients.
Without a doubt, Du Xixi is a good cook. Under her hands, no matter what ingredients are used, they turn into exquisite delicacies that people admire.
Ke Lian smiled, thinking so.
Though Ke Lian and Du Xixi found many ingredients, most were simple ones. Only a few fat fish caught in the river, a chicken, and a duck were among the rare meats.
Luckily, Du Xixi and the others had anticipated this situation. Finding so many ingredients in the wild during winter was already rare, and the other meats on the table were all brought out from the villa by 2569.
