The woman glared at him fiercely and then called another woman to cut a large bowl of mixed meats, which were of subpar quality.
Ma Lin went out to continue grinding the dry bitter yam.
This type of yam he had never seen back home, so he didn't know much about it.
It took him quite a lot of effort to grind it.
Despite his efforts, by evening, he had only managed to grind just over a pound.
He mixed a bowl of this bitter yam flour with clean water and found that it was very sticky.
He kneaded the dough on a thick slab of clay. This slab he had also fired himself using red clay, making it suitable as a workbench.
He tasted a bit of the dough. It wasn't delicious nor unpalatable but was better than eating raw bitter yam.
Then, he took mincemeat and molded it into balls, wrapping them with this bitter yam dough.
