The little brother led the way, and Song Yun and his crew followed to a wide lawn behind the racecourse, right beside the lake.
As for the barbecue grill and charcoal, they were already fully prepared, all that was left was to start grilling by themselves. Initially, the little brother wanted to help with the barbecue. After all, since all the big brothers were there, how could he let them do it themselves? However, his good intentions were rejected. Barbecuing was more fun when you did it yourself. If everything was prepared by others, there would be no fun left.
If today hadn't been a self-service day, Song Yun wouldn't have known that Wang Hu was actually a master chef. His fluid movements were simply on another level compared to Li Tang, who ended up with half-cooked skewers.
"Wang Hu, who taught you those skills? Not bad at all," Song Yun complimented while eating a skewer.
