The campfire crackled, and drops of fat from the roasting meat sizzled against the flames, instantly releasing an alluring aroma.
Hong Ying held a bamboo skewer in one hand, picked up a small piece of roasted meat, and her eyes lit up instantly. She turned to Li Pingyi and praised, "This roasted meat is really something, Li Pingyi. I never would've guessed you had this kind of skill at your age."
Li Pingyi scratched the back of his head with a cheeky grin. "I have a relative who's a spirit chef, and I occasionally picked up a few tricks from him."
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