Ma Junying's mind suddenly conjured up the face of a timid young girl who used to cautiously follow behind him. Even if his gaze lingered on her for just a moment, she would smile with eyes bent in joy.
It's just a pity that the girl has long since passed away.
"Wow, it smells so good!"
Someone in the crowd suddenly screamed, and the shouts of the people followed.
Lin Yuan's roasted meat in her hand was already cooked, the fat sizzling and bubbling on the mutton, extremely enticing.
With the addition of cumin powder and chili powder sprinkled on top by Lin Yuan, the aroma of the mutton was magnified to its fullest.
Cumin mutton, indeed a perfect match!
The mutton was done, but the flavor of the crayfish was still lacking a bit of heat, so Lin Yuan also took the opportunity to roast some chicken wings and vegetables.
