A sweet fragrance instantly blossomed before everyone's noses. It was honey!
Before, the air had only held the scent of fried food and pumpkin. But after being brushed with a thin layer of honey, the fried pumpkin cakes gleamed under the lights with a crystalline crispness.
The pumpkin cakes were fresh from the wok, still steaming.
Jiang Qiuqiu was the first to pick up one of the small cakes. She gave it a gentle pull, and the hollow pumpkin cake, unable to withstand the force, quickly tore open.
The outer crust made a faint, crisp sound. But as the shell cracked, it revealed a soft interior.
Faced with such a delicacy, even Jiang Qiuqiu couldn't resist. She took a bite.
The high-end camera faithfully recorded the soft sound of the pumpkin cake breaking, followed by an irresistible chewing sound—
"A sweet aftertaste lingers on the palate."
