Chapter 132: Before the Feast (2)

It was morning. Ling Pingan yawned and walked to the rooftop.

He opened the stove and looked at the charcoal fire inside it. It was almost extinguished.

He patted the tinfoil, and there was the sound of gravy inside.

"Not bad! Not bad!" He took out his phone and looked at the time. It was already seven o'clock.

The piece of meat had been roasted for almost nine hours. It should be ready to be taken out after about another two hours.

Therefore, he added two pieces of applewood.

At this moment, his phone rang. It was a video call request.

He answered it casually and saw his aunt appear on the screen.

"Brat!" His aunt still hadn't changed. She was still the same as when she was seventeen or eighteen years old. He didn't know how she took care of herself. "How's the preparation for the crayfish feast going?"

"Aunty..." Ling Pingan smiled and said, "You should be able to eat now when you arrive!"