Although it was just an ordinary iron pot stewed chicken, why did it taste so tantalizingly delicious?
A large fatty chicken, the two sisters couldn't finish it, because they were just eating pancakes, pancakes dipped in the chicken broth, unimaginably tasty.
Besides, she added chili, mushrooms, and potatoes into the chicken, kind of like braised chicken in soy sauce, but it tasted even better.
"Sis, what should we do with these leftovers?"
"Let's just leave it in the pot for now. If we get hungry before bed, we can heat it up and eat."
"Oh, that's perfect."
"Come on, let's take a walk and have a good look at our farm. Such a big estate—we spent a lot on just fencing it. Living in such a place in Beijing really is cozy!"
Inside the farm, there was a long row of adobe houses, each with a kang bed inside, perfect for keeping warm during cold winters. A room could fit four or five people without any problem.
