noticing there were some leftover ground meat, fat, and soft fruits on the metal table.
Su Tang's eyes lit up.
"Little Gaiya, would you like it if sister makes you a meat pie?"
Although he did not know what Su Tang was talking about, Gaiya still nodded his head.
The remaining materials are not many, barely enough to make two meat pies.
After Yadang moved away the boiling dumpling soup from the stove, Gaiyin condensed another metal plate on top of it. After restocking the firewood, the metal plate started to turn red after a while.
Su Tang shifted the lard onto the plate, accompanying the 'sizzling' sound, a wisp of white smoke rose up, as an appetising aroma gradually wafted around the area.
Gaiya watched with rapt attention, the corner of his mouth seeming to glisten with a suspicious liquid.
After the lard was rendered down, she places the meat pies on the metal plate, the aroma intensified as the soft fruits came into contact with the oil.
