The moment he smelled that fragrance, the exhaustion accumulated from the long drive and staying up late dissipated instantly. He dashed eagerly toward the kitchen, not forgetting to bring along that product list.
Upon entering the kitchen, he saw unknown golden elongated dough neatly arranged across the table. They looked like inflated churros, some surfaces glistening with oil, emitting steam.
Getting closer, the aroma of fried food grew stronger, continuously triggering saliva secretion from his mouth.
"These are youtiao, a type of fried dough. It's one of the most common breakfast foods in Great Xia, quite similar to Spanish churros but savory. It's usually eaten with soy milk or wontons."
Lin Chen was busy rolling out the dough and explained without looking up when he heard his voice.
"If you're hungry, you can grab one to try, but wash your hands first, and choose carefully. Don't touch everything; the rice balls need some time to be ready."
