It's around 11:40 AM, the sunlight slanting onto the kitchen tiles, reflecting little specks of light.
Having just helped Wang Wenxia deliver the steaming hot lunch to Class 4 and taken a chance to peek at his two darling daughters, Huang Jun returned to the kitchen, only to be warmly greeted by Aunt Li and Aunt Lin, who were engrossed in eating three-flavored stir-fried rice cakes, "Chef Huang, you're back!"
Huang Jun nodded with a smile, responding, "Yep, I'm back. You guys are eating..."
Aunt Lin couldn't help but exclaim, "Chef Huang, why is everything you cook so delicious, and it smells especially fragrant too? This three-flavored stir-fried rice cake, I often make it at home too, but the taste and aroma just can't compare to yours."
This stir-fried rice cake is a traditional festive delicacy from the Jiangnan region.
In the past, it was mainly enjoyed during the Spring Festival, symbolizing the hopeful prospect of rising step by step for every household.
