Su Jin turned and entered the backyard.
Xingxing went to the small kitchen, gave some instructions, and then went to the garden.
She picked several lotus leaves and waited outside the small kitchen for a long while before the cook finally prepared the chicken as Xingxing requested.
Xingxing carried the chicken to the backyard.
The mud was already prepared; it was mixed with water into clay, wrapped the chicken with lotus leaves, and then coated with mud.
The mud-wrapped bundle was placed into the dug-out pit, covered with a bit of soil, and wood piled on top, then set on fire.
Inside Su Jin's house, a painting was in progress.
Xie Jingchen was reading a book.
The Hidden Guard, curious about what Xingxing was doing, thought, even if it wasn't very hot, isn't the maid feeling hot from roasting under the sun?
Xingxing was earnestly sniffing the air.
It had been roasting for half a day, and she hadn't caught even a hint of aroma.
