"I noticed a few red willow trees on our way here. It's not easy to find them, so consider ourselves lucky."
Liang Jun smiled and took out his Swiss knife. In the blink of an eye, he had already cut out more than ten wooden strips for them. The top was sharpened so that it was easy to skewer the ingredients.
The workload was a little heavy. Lu Yunxiang, who had just finished a bowl of instant noodles, came to help. Cheng Cheng and Xiaoyuan were busy again without saying a word. They only felt that this feeling of everyone working together toward the same thing was very enjoyable.
Although there were only seven catties of vegetables and three catties of meat, there were many skewers. Not only had Liang Jun used up all the red willow branches he had cut, but the eggplant and corn could only be cut up and placed on the grill.
