Lin Baici took his things and left, and Wang Fang didn't take the opportunity to slack off. Instead, she continued wiping furniture. It wasn't long, though, before she received a call from her daughter.
"Mom, how long do you cook boiled cabbage? Do you add sand ginger?"
Before Wang Fang could respond, Jiang Yitong continued asking, "I remember sand ginger is like Bai Zhi and Cao Guo, a kind of bitter aromatic spice, right?"
Jiang Yitong could handle making red-braised pork, ribs, and even a simplified version of Buddha's Delight without any trouble, as these dishes are robustly flavored, and a bit more or less spice doesn't matter. But boiled cabbage was different; its simplicity meant it relied on skill.
Randomly adding spices would ruin the taste of this dish.
"Don't add it!"
Wang Fang was curious, "What are you up to?"
