Porridge

"Hey, which family is cooking such a delicious meal so early in the morning?"

Taoyuan Village was a farming village. Many villagers got up to go to the fields to work before dawn.

March and April were seeding seasons. In about half a month, the seedlings had to be transplanted. Therefore, the fields had to have an adequate water source so the transplant process could go smoothly. This meant that there were already many farmers in the field to dig up the ditches. At the same time, they mowed the weeds and added fertilizers. 

"We're working with compost, but we can still smell the fragrance of cooking. It's amazing," Xiao Bangzai's wife, Liu Liuxie commented. The combination of both smells was hard to describe.

"Could this really be the smell of cooking?" Lan Yuxie, who worked another plot of land, asked in puzzlement, "Perhaps it's the smell of flowers." No normal cooking could have a fragrance that traveled so far.