The servant placed the marinated deer meat on the iron plate, skillfully flipping it over repeatedly. In no time, the aroma filled the air. Liu Huan, insisting on roasting his own meat but charring it instead, immediately abandoned his piece and sat calmly, waiting to eat.
Feng Zongping and Yi Ziyang glanced at him with disdain and continued their own tasks.
They clearly did this kind of thing often, their skills far better than Liu Huan's.
Two servants stood by helping them roast the meat, serving it on plates for them. It was the first time Manbao and her friends had tried deer meat, and they were extremely eager.
The three carefully took a bite, their eyes lighting up, then rolled the rest into their mouths. Liu Huan boasted, "Well, how is it, delicious, right?"
The three nodded simultaneously. Manbao said, "It doesn't have the strong smell of lamb, is more tender than beef, it's indeed delicious."
