Today was Sunday. The winter logging season had yet to begin at the Yong'an Forest Farm, so everyone had the day off.
After all this time, Zhao Youcai's labor reform was finally over. This morning, Wang Meilan was the one in charge of cooking.
And since Wang Meilan had been in high spirits lately, she prepared a truly lavish breakfast.
She set a large pot of water to boil for some sticky corn.
This was sticky corn they had planted early in their own garden, so it ripened sooner than the corn in the fields. Whole cobs were placed in the pot to boil. Once cooked, the kernels turned a brilliant golden yellow.
The corn, cooked until tender and bursting, was sticky, soft, chewy, and sweet to the taste.
While the corn was boiling, she placed a metal rack over it. In the center of the rack sat a large bowl containing a savory steamed egg dish.
