Meals had been cooked regularly at the Big Courtyard lately, so there were still plenty of ingredients.
Liang Yuemei and Sister Yang worked together, using two burners plus the three stoves inside, so the cooking went fairly quickly.
For lunch, they were having steamed rice and stir-fried dishes, mainly because Du Chunfang had trouble eating Latiaozi and found them too firm. This time, Li Jianguo had also brought over a sack of fresh rice, saying it had just been milled.
In fact, they had barely eaten any of the fresh rice Li Long had brought back last time. Rice in those days was truly fragrant. As soon as the lid came off the steamed rice, its aroma filled the whole room.
People had big appetites then, so the portions of stir-fried dishes were large too. There was plenty of rendered meat fat in the kitchen, and Liang Yuemei was generous with it. Sister Yang found it a little hard to get used to at first, but seeing how much fat Liang Yuemei used in her cooking, she followed suit.
"Ever since Xiao Long started hunting in the mountains, we've had more fat and meat for cooking," Liang Yuemei explained as she stir-fried. "He says it doesn't taste good if you use too little. Besides, it's not like we don't have any.
"Xiao Long really has become capable these past two years."
"That's right. Uncle Li really is capable. In all my life, I honestly haven't seen anyone more capable than him." Sister Yang agreed wholeheartedly.
Mushrooms with Fried Meat, Dried Green Beans with Fried Meat, dried chili peppers stir-fried with meat, and Chili Scrambled Eggs.
The four dishes, along with rice soup, made a lavish spread on the table. Li Qingxia joked:
"This is just like a holiday feast. It