Yi Yun had prepared and marinated the meat previously. When he roasted it, he had basted it with honey, making it extremely appetizing.
Beside the roasted meat, there were rice balls wrapped in green vegetables. The aroma assaulted the nostrils.
Seeing this, Zhou Xiaoke nearly swallowed her tongue. The surrounding people also stared!
Even the tribal elders were in a daze. They could not help but stare unblinkingly at the roasted meat in Zhou Xiaoke’s hands. Their saliva nearly flowed out.