"The takeout doesn't taste bad, but it's not as fragrant as the food you guys make… Children are just gluttony, so he refuses to eat the takeout."
"No worries." Xu Zhexian made an inviting gesture and said, "It's fine. Let's sit down and eat together. Our family won't be able to finish an entire sheep's leg."
"How can I do that? I'll pay according to the market price…" The man was about to take out his phone to pay, but Xu Zhexian stopped him.
Xu Le crossed his arms and said, "There's no need to be so polite. The charcoal will burn out soon. It won't taste good when the cold air blows on it later."
The roasted sheep's leg was covered in a layer of golden fragrance. The meat was delicate and chewy. Once it was torn open, the texture inside was fresh and tender. The fragrance of the chili was just right, and one could not stop eating it.
