"Master Zhang, is this wild boar fat really more effective than vanishing cream?"
Wang Li crouched beside the large rendering pot, her eyes full of curiosity as she gently stirred the gradually melting chunks of fatty meat with a wooden stick. The bubbling sound seemed to play a unique rural melody.
Master Zhang added a handful of pine branches to the stove, and the flames leapt up with a whoosh, turning his wrinkled yet smiling face a rosy red. "Of course! My daughter's hands were cracked like old tree bark last winter, and after rubbing them with lard ointment for three days, it worked even better than the clam oil sold at the supply and marketing cooperative!"
Chapter 104