Aliya grinned mischievously, directly pointing the knife and fork at the giant roast turkey.
The sharp knife cut precisely along the turkey leg joint, accompanied by a crisp sound, and a whole large seemingly succulent turkey leg was sliced off completely.
She firmly placed this impressively sized trophy on Lin Yu'an's plate and scooped a large spoonful of golden, crispy traditional stuffing next to it.
"Start with this," she said, pointing with her chin at the turkey leg, her eyes twinkling with a slightly playful smile.
"Try our family's chef's masterpiece and see if she has completed the 'make the turkey not taste terrible' epic level challenge."
Lin Yu'an couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. His impression of roast turkey still lingered on the dry, tough, sawdust-like texture he previously encountered at parties.
To him, its greatest value was as a holiday mascot; no one really expected it to be particularly delicious.
