While preparing the lamb spine hotpot in the evening, Qian Zhuang and Gu Erjiang arrived.
Zhou Ying introduced them to everyone and told them to sit down and have dinner.
After the meal, the four climbed into the donkey cart and left home together.
Gu Erjiang smacked his lips in satisfaction as the wind blew, saying, "Sister-in-law, how did you think of cooking with lamb bones? It's delicious, and I'm sure stuffed."
"Winter is the season to eat mutton, but sheep don't have much meat, to begin with. It would be a pity to throw away all the bones, so we had to think of a way to eat them". Zhou Ying was flattered.
"That's true. Sheep aren't pigs, and you really can't get much meat from one." Gu Erjiang nodded in agreement.
"Hehe, since it's trying out the dishes over these two days, can we go over? You don't have to pay us our daily salary." Qian Zhuang asked.
