The Li family is from the north, and making dumplings is a must.
Li Zhaonian is the head chef and had prepared the ingredients well in advance, with vegetables, seafood, and meats all ready.
A little after seven in the evening, the dumplings were wrapped, and the dishes were prepared.
Braised silver pomfret, sauced donkey meat, spicy blood curd pot, deep-fried pig knuckle, steamed tofu with stuffing, stir-fried bok choy, sweet and sour shrimp.
No doubt a professional chef, this New Year dinner was a feast for the eyes and the stomach.
The little chubby one couldn't take his eyes off it, eager to start the meal immediately.
Luke instinctively pinched his head, indicating he should have some composure.
"Serve the dishes!" Li Zhaonian called out.
The dishes were gradually brought to the table.
The old man took out two bottles of Moutai, smiling, "I bought these a few years ago. Today, we're happy, let's drink them."
