By the time they returned to the front, everyone had everything ready. With An Huaifeng's help, they had even set up both grills.
Three tables stood nearby, piled high with ingredients. Gu Zijin sat at one of them with a cutting board in front of him, slicing a whole slab of pork belly.
Ren Wuyang and Zhou Zhichu sat on either side of him, threading the meat Aunt Zhang had already cut at home onto metal skewers.
Lin Yuxuan and Song Wenjing did not know how to get the charcoal going, so they stood beside An Huaifeng and learned from him.
When Chi An and Fu Yanci returned, before either could say anything, Ren Wuyang called them over and told them to hurry up, sit down, and thread skewers.
The three tables had been pushed together, with plates covering them from one end to the other. Every plate was piled with various meats and vegetables.
"Grandpa, is this fire ready?" Song Wenjing stood in front of the grill, looking it over. The charcoal inside glowed red, heat rising from it continuously.
"It's ready! Put everything on and start grilling. Can you manage?" An Huaifeng asked uncertainly, bending over with one hand behind his back.
"Absolutely, Grandpa! Just sit over there! Lin Yuxuan and I have this!" Song Wenjing stretched his arms back to expand his chest in front of everyone, then grabbed a plate of meat and laid the skewers neatly across the grill.
"Come on! Just wait till you taste what I can do!" Song Wenjing brought a chair over from behind him, set it in front of the grill, and sat beside it, watching closely.
Lin Yuxuan put the meat Song Wenjing had not finished laying out onto his own grill. After studying the meat for a while,