Xue Fanxin got busy cooking food. She cleaned the fat fish one after another and placed them on the grill, roasting them skillfully.
On the other hand, Hua Zhaimei stared straight at the roasted fish on the rack. The fish had just been put on fire, and he already wished he could eat it immediately. He kept asking, "When can I eat it?"
"It won't be that soon. Just wait." Xue Fanxin put all her attention on the food. She was roasting ten at once, and her hands never stopped moving.
"Why did you use charcoal? And that too ordinary charcoal. How long will it take? Won't it be much faster to roast the fish in a large fire or with spirit fire?"
"The fish will be black and charred. Can you eat it? Roasting it slowly with charcoal fire will make the fish taste even more delicious."
"Oh, I see. Then take your time. But I'll say this first. The fish on this grill is all mine. You're not allowed to eat it. Anyway, you've already eaten so much."
