"Sister-in-law, everyone is here, and it's getting late, let's have dinner now." Lin Ziyin spoke up.
"Ah." Guo Huiniang quickly assented.
Since they had guests over, Lin Ziyin personally cooked some shredded pork noodles and fried some extra vegetable and egg dishes.
"What's this?" Upon tasting the offal, Shuanzhu got a shock. Just a few days apart, he never expected his sister's home to be serving an array of meats, and they tasted so good too.
"It's just offal, nothing special." Guo Huiniang said.
"How come there's no gamey smell at all?" Shuanzhu asked curiously.
"I wouldn't know how to cook it, this dish was prepared by Ziyin." Guo Huiniang answered, smiling.
"I'm planning to make some more tomorrow, how about letting my brother sell it at the market?" Lin Ziyin asked.
"I think that should work." Wu Dayou agreed, laughing, "The taste is remarkable. Even though offal isn't a high-quality ingredient, no one out there could replicate this flavor."