Three barbecue grills were set up on the beach, with the staff busily sprinkling seasoning powder on the skewers.
As soon as the seasoning was sprinkled, the aroma surged like fire meeting oil, stimulating everyone's taste buds and making mouths water.
However, this intense aroma was only coming from the grill at the far end.
Mu Qiu and Guan Yu joyfully ran towards their group's barbecue grill. Li Yang stared longingly at their barbecue before slowly moving towards his own group.
Looking at the barbecue grill in front of him, there really wasn't even a pinch of salt on those skewers!
"Director! Seriously?! Is this for real?! We don't have any other seasonings, but at least there should be some salt, right?!"
Without salt, the barbecue would taste like it's missing half its flavor!
The director leisurely replied to him, "Everything goes according to the rules."
Translation: Yes, there's not even salt. You didn't put in the effort earlier, so now you just have to accept it.
