The next day, Madam Chen rose early to prepare the day's meals. Today was the day they would begin digging the cellar, and as it was heavy manual labor, they would need full stomachs to have the energy for the work.
Madam Chen first kneaded dough to make a pot full of wild vegetable buns. Since it was for her own family, she was generous with the portions; each bun was the size of a palm. Thinking that dry buns might be too parched for a summer morning, she also simmered an earthenware pot of wild vegetable and mushroom porridge, thick and packed with hearty ingredients.
As soon as Zhao Yan woke up, he smelled the aroma. He couldn't wait to start eating. His mother had an incredible knack for cooking; even if he just casually mentioned a few ingredients, she could whip up a dish without ever missing the mark. She was a natural-born culinary genius! Zhao Yan felt that the heavens were truly looking after him—at the very least, his taste buds were being well taken care of.
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