"This is nice when it's grilled too," Cheng Qijia said to Qin Li with a smile.
Yuan Tan pouted, looking at Qin Li with slight distaste. How could a girl like this?
Gu Xiaobei ran over to call them, "Are you done washing after so long? We can start barbecuing now."
"We need to scrape off the waste from inside the sheep's stomach bit by bit, which is why it's taking so long," said Qin Li, placing the cleaned mutton offal into a basin. Cheng Qijia quickly stepped forward to hold it up.
Although the sun was overbearing at noon in late September, the breeze in the valley made it quite pleasant, not hot at all.
They sat in a circle on a big green canvas. Shen Heng was in charge of grilling the meat, Lu Zhanguo grilled fish, and Cheng Qijia chopped up the mutton offal, stringing it on red willow branches for grilling later.
