Many people were helping out.
Sang Yan discovered that there was still too little meat after it was cured and distributed; not much remained.
Xuanrao had not yet had her fill.
She had secured a small plate for herself early on and was now particularly protective of her food, "This is mine. Yun Qiao hasn't had any yet. This isn't enough for the two of us."
Sang Yan: "..."
She had not planned on stealing hers.
"If only I had cured more."
She sighed, originally thinking of doing a trial run, never expecting it to be so popular.
He Ying said, "If you want to eat, have someone cure more. The meat roasting method is simple. Just have them do it, and you can wait for them to serve it to you."
Sang Yan could indeed just wait to eat.
But her stomach couldn't wait!
Gurgle gurgle—
She covered her stomach awkwardly, looking pitifully eager, "I'm hungry. I can't wait."
He Ying shook his head helplessly and immediately had someone bring over some pastries.