"Boss, give me a Grilled Lantern, please."
After queuing for a while in front of a stall, Qin Lang, whose turn had finally arrived, pointed at a delicacy he had been eyeing for some time, and opened his mouth with anticipation.
On his way here, he had already seen many tourists holding the Grilled Lanterns made by this stall.
It is said to be one of the most famous snacks in Qingyang City. The lantern is not a real lantern, but it refers to the food that looks similar to a lantern.
"Alright! Little brother, please wait a moment!"
The enthusiastic stall owner chuckled, his hands working non-stop.
With each plump delicacy placed on the grill, the rich aroma carried in the heat quickly rushed towards Qin Lang's direction.
The rich aroma of beef bursting under grilling, the natural bean flavour emitted by dried tofu after roasting, and the scent of various side dishes activated by the heat intertwined, making people salivate.
