The rich aroma of the mutton giblet soup drew in all the residents of the manor.
Zhou Ying wasn't stingy. She gave each family a large bowl, including the people that Manager Liu and the others brought.
She then gave Qian Zhuang and the other long-term workers a bowl each.
There wasn't much left, but it was enough for each of them to have a bowl.
After the skewers started cooking, Zhou Ying asked someone to bring Chang Shun and Uncle Nian over. They sat together to roast the mutton.
Of course, after it was cooked, she gave five skewers to each long-term worker.
When they were almost done eating, Zhou Huaiming rubbed his stomach and said, "This is the most filling meal I've had in the past six months. I'm certainly not used to it."
"No way, you don't have enough to eat in the military camp?" Gu Chengrui asked in surprise.
