In the kitchen, a rich aroma of meat was filling the air.
Little Yan, who was squatting in front of the stove to help tend to the fire, couldn't help but salivate uncontrollably when she smelled the meat.
"Brother, when can we eat?" the little one couldn't hold back any longer.
"Just a little longer," he replied.
Lu Qing also felt somewhat unsteady on his feet.
In his previous life as a carnivore, he had only eaten fish since coming to this world, not any proper meat.
Now, smelling the rich meaty scent, he almost let his cravings get the better of him.
Lu Qing was cooking braised pork.
Of course, due to the lack of seasoning, he was cooking a simplified version of braised pork, or perhaps it was more fitting to call it stewed meat.
He decided to make braised pork because, at the big market, he had seen someone selling bean paste.
It was sold by a farmwoman, initially placed in a jar, which he almost missed noticing.