He used a stick to pull those scalding packages out of the charcoal ash.
As he opened the layers of leaves, a burst of aroma mixed with the fresh sweetness of bamboo shoots and the unique fragrance of banana stem suddenly wafted out!
"Here, have a taste!" Lin Yu'an proudly distributed the baked parcels to each soldier.
"Eat!" Yang Zhen ordered.
The soldiers no longer hesitated, taking them eagerly and eating heartily. That long-missing hot meal, that natural freshness, instantly conquered their taste buds.
"Mm... delicious!" Xiaowang murmured with his mouth full, his face brimming with happiness.
Yang Zhen tore off a piece of bamboo shoot, chewed it thoroughly, then solemnly nodded, "Teacher Lin's cooking is indeed very good."
After everyone finished eating, their weary bodies seemed to be infused with a warm current.
Yang Zhen looked at the satisfied soldiers, then at Lin Yu'an, and suddenly smiled.
