C166 The Calamity of Hapawa

"Ci ~! Ci ~! One drop of oil after another dripped down from the pieces of meat. They were roasted by the scorching flames and fell into the burning pile of firewood. They turned into wisps of green smoke and the fragrance of roasted meat attracted one's attention.

There were three piles of fire like this. Some were holding a pot, some were holding roasted meat, and some were cooking fish soup