Shen Tang had never imagined she would die of embarrassment like this.
Several pairs of eyes were staring straight at her.
The two sides fell utterly silent.
Fortunately, her skin was thick enough. She waved as though nothing had happened, greeting them with a smile as she approached. "What are you eating?"
"Pork, naturally." Qi Shan calmly set down his bowl and chopsticks, pulled out a handkerchief, and leisurely wiped the spots of grease from the corner of his mouth. Under Shen Tang's faintly pained gaze, he deliberately twisted the knife further. "The pig Young Master Shen raised. The flavor is passable."
At his words, Shen Tang's gaze shifted to the half-roasted pig on the grill. Oil occasionally sizzled, its color like amber, or perhaps true gold. Its glossy surface reflected the light, and its meaty fragrance filled the air. The skin was crisp without being greasy, making one's mouth water at the sight.
At that moment, Shen Tang's five internal temples began to rumble in rebellion again.
Looking at the roast pig, which had both perfect color and fragrance and whose "flavor" was presumably no worse, Shen Tang couldn't help rubbing her fingers together in anticipation and swallowing. Pigs are so cute. How can I not eat one?
Not only should it be roasted, it should also be stewed, stir-fried, and braised. Add more spices, brush on more fragrant oil, and strive to reach the supreme realm of "crisp skin, tender meat, soft bones, and rich flavor"!
Only then would she not let all that pork go to waste.
In an instant, several hundred words of food criticism flashed through her mind.
Gu Chi, seated around the bonfire, nearly broke character.
He inexplicably burst out laughing, earning a baffled look from Kang Shi. W-What's so funny about this???
Kang