Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s

The firepot broth in the big pot had already come to a boil, its spicy, aromatic fragrance wafting through the courtyard, mingling with the scent of blooming flowers.

This smell—absolutely divine!

Chen Ying and Chen Ming couldn’t help but swallow hard.

As the saying goes, life is nothing more than firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea.

In this era, people didn’t have many entertainment options, so their lives were essentially reduced to those basics. In fact, even managing firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea was a challenge for many. Hardly anyone studied food, as time was scarce.

So nowadays, whenever they saw Tian Sangsang, Chen Ying and Chen Ming’s stomachs would grumble uncontrollably, and they were utterly smitten with the magic of her cooking skills.

Tian Sangsang placed a large bowl of ingredients in the center of the table, along with a few slices of freshly cut watermelon.

Lamb, beef, and pork were sliced paper-thin, delicate as butterfly wings, and laid out on plates. Tofu, lettuce, bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, rice cake—everything was carefully washed, cut, and skewered on long bamboo sticks, neat and pristine.

In Sangsang’s eyes, firepot, spicy hot pot, oden, and skewers were fundamentally similar. Often, when having firepot at home, she’d turn it directly into a makeshift version of spicy skewers—why bother with too many rules?

This time, the firepot was divided into two sections: one for dipping and one for boiling.