But An Jin wasn't satisfied with this and had Ling Hong bring over the spice jars.
As the meat skewers were nearly done, she took two more thick, meaty legs, scored them with a few cuts, and placed them on the fire to roast.
She sprinkled some coarse salt over them, turning them slowly to help the salt melt and absorb into the surface of the meat.
Next, An Jin unsealed the chili sauce she had prepared earlier. Just as she was about to spread it on the sizzling, greasy meat legs, Ling Hong grabbed her hand and stopped her.
He eyed the dangerously colored red chili sauce warily, his handsome brows furrowing slightly. "What is this? Why are you spreading it on the meat?"
'Isn't it poisonous?'
An Jin waved her hand to reassure him. "It's a kind of seasoning. It's not poisonous. A little bit on cooked meat makes it taste even better."
Given her track record, Ling Hong relaxed, but he still took the leg of meat from her hand and took a small bite to try it first.
