Lin You set down her bowl, suddenly remembering something. Her eyes lit up, and she immediately pulled out her phone.
"No way! Something this delicious needs to be photographed for posterity! I have to send it to them and show them!"
She began snapping away at the little bit of claypot rice left in the pot—though, in reality, there wasn't much left, given her impressive appetite—focusing especially on that golden, tempting layer of crispy rice around the edges. She took shots from every angle: close-ups, wide shots, doing her absolute best to make the glistening cured meats, the charred, crispy rice, and the distinct, perfectly cooked grains look mouth-watering enough to drive anyone crazy.
Chapter 63