Period Is Here Again

"Wah!" Bai Qingqing let out a gasp. "So this is what Beggar's Chicken looks like."

Parker wrinkled his nose, twisting his head in the direction of the smell. He asked, astonished, "Why is it clean now? Oh, right. What's Beggar's Chicken?"

"Cough. Let's just call it Mud Bird." Bai Qingqing stuck out her tongue. "I don't know either. I just experimented and it seems like quite a success."

"Your tribe is brilliant." Parker couldn't help praising.

Bai Qingqing felt highly accomplished. She went into the bedroom with the ball of mud to show Curtis, before coming out to start eating.

The rice was in the bird's stomach for an entire afternoon, so the fragrance of the meat had already seeped into every grain. Every mouthful was filled with the juice of the meat. It was soft, springy, and extremely tasty.

It was so delicious that Bai Qingqing felt that Curtis and Parker simply had to try this.