After chatting for another half hour, Han Qiwu worried that Tang Qingying might get hungry on the way later and suggested, "While your friend isn't here yet, why don't I make you a goose egg roll to snack on?"
"Goose egg roll? Sure, I want to see it too." Tang Qingying perked up instantly at the mention of food.
She had eaten a very full lunch, so having another full meal now was out of the question.
But if it was just a snack, that wouldn't be a problem.
Girls always seem to have many, many different stomachs.
One for milk tea, one for hotpot, one for rabbit heads, one for grilled fish...
In the kitchen, Han Qiwu cracked the large goose egg and whisked it, mixing in wild green onion and a pinch of fine salt. He then heated the pan, carefully scooped two spoonfuls of egg mixture onto it, and waited until it partially solidified before gently rolling it into a small roll and pushing it aside.
