In the kitchen.
The rich aroma of fried food quickly filled the air.
Lin Huiyi assisted her mother-in-law, holding long chopsticks and carefully flipping the pumpkin cakes in the oil.
Under the evenly distributed heat, the crispy skin of the pumpkin cakes began to slightly puff outward.
Each puff, though small, transformed the ordinary pumpkin cakes into small, adorable oval-shaped balls, like balloons being inflated.
Lin Guifen glanced at the pumpkin cakes in the pot and smiled as she reminded, "Huiyi, it's about time, let's take these pumpkin cakes out and put them on a plate."
"Okay!"
Lin Huiyi responded, and then she scooped out the pumpkin cakes from the oil.
Fresh out of the pot, the pumpkin cakes were still steaming, perfectly cooked to the right degree, with their surfaces fully puffed and displaying a tempting golden hue, without any burnt brown spots. They lay quietly on a white porcelain plate, looking exquisite and emitting waves of fragrance.
