Chapter 5: A Bowl of Meat Bone Soup
"Big Brother, I..." Bok Taejin started to explain, but Im Beomhyeon had already grabbed him with one hand while still holding the firewood with the other a d striding forward quickly.
"Cut the nonsense! Hurry up! The meat bone soup today smells damn amazing! It's seems like the Second Uncle's cooking! If we don't hurry, those bastards might snatch it all up!"
Bok Taejin had no idea what was happening but was dragged along at a run.
With his small arms and legs, he was practically sprinting, though for Im Beomhyeon, it was merely a brisk walk.
Soon, Bok Taejin arrived at the source of the mouthwatering aroma.
In the open space in front of the ancestral hall, several stoves made of clay bricks had been set up.
Large pots sat atop them, steam rising into the air, carrying the rich scent of the simmering broth.
Bok Taejin couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.
An elderly man who is tending the fire beside the stove slowly lifted his eyelids and cast a glance at Bok Taejin.
Without a word, he got up, reached into a basket of bowls and chopsticks, and picked out a large bowl.
He then scooped a generous portion of broth from the pot, with chunks of meat floating in it.
The moment the pot lid was lifted, the aroma in the air became even stronger.