He found a rolling pin, rolled the mixture out thin, and tried to cut it into evenly sized long strips, looking just like Ba Vi milk candy.
"Here, taste it. The milk candy I promised you, giving you the first piece."
Eric placed a piece in Arthur's hand.
A sweet fragrance emanated from the palm of his hand. Arthur couldn't distinguish whether it was the smell of the milk candy or the scent of the person in front of him.
While he was still dazed, Sam had hurriedly put down his empty ceramic bowl and ran over from the door: "Smells so good! Is it done? Hurry, let me taste it too!"
He conveniently squeezed in between the two of them.
Eric wanted to laugh. Sam's gluttonous nature hadn't changed at all; it seemed to have gotten worse staying in the dining hall, a place full of delicious food.
Quite a lot of milk candy was made. Eric kept some aside, putting it into the small silver jar that had held the sugar earlier.
