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The golden birdman had already raised the fire. She laid the meat on top of the Chinese universal military shovel and barbecued it in the fire. Luckily, he didn't buy the military green one. He took out the convenient lunchbox he had brought with him and turned it over with his stainless steel chopsticks. It was very hot and he licked the bottom of the Chinese general military shovel, soon turning the slice white. Then he dipped the oil in it and it slowly turned golden. This piece of meat was different from the meat that would turn into a black crow if roasted over a fire. Without even needing to be eaten, it was very tempting.

The birdman was preparing to eat its fill, but when it smelled the scent, it stopped. It sat on its tail, and with its wings pointed to the ground, it quietly waited.

After Yuan Feiyu finished roasting it, she placed it into the box and added a little more to continue roasting. She placed one piece on her lips and blew on it, and when it wasn't too hot, she took a bite.

A light sip, followed by a slightly crisp fragrance, followed by the fragrance of meat. It was so tender and fresh, the meat juice mixed with the slight sour taste of the lemon, and the taste was not greasy at all.

She blew another piece and gave it to the golden birdman, which took a bite. Its domineering nature immediately leaked out, as if it was injected with stimulants, it went up and swiped its claws, lightning flashed and shattered the clouds. Yuan Feiyu still had not recovered, the grilled meat had all disappeared between the birdman's beautiful thin lips.

Yuan Feiyu saw the first time that the golden birdman had waved its tail in front of her face … He was no different from a domesticated dog.

She silently thought to herself, 'This is also a foodie!'

The second shovel, the third one, had accumulated too much oil, so she poured it into the stainless steel box, and the meat she roasted again was placed on the lid of the box. One grilled it silently, the other ate it silently. Other than the first time she ate it, the golden birdman's beautiful golden eyes had also returned to their usual coldness. This was the first time Yuan Feiyu had brought its attention back to its tail. It turned out that the bird's tail was more revealing of its emotions than its eyes.

It was now making a pleasant gurgling sound again and again in its throat. It was very pleasant to listen to.

Its beautiful long tail swayed from time to time, showing that it was in an excellent mood. Although his eyes did not reveal any expression, they were at the very least watching Yuan Feiyu's barbecuing without blinking. Clearly, this was the first time it had eaten such delicious food.

It allowed Yuan Feiyu to eat the first pill every single time. After a while, Yuan Feiyu finished the two catties of meat. This time, the golden birdman would personally slice the meat into pieces that were of the right size to be used as backup. It would even run out and pick some red fruits.

Yuan Feiyu took a purple fruit that looked the most familiar, and placed it in his mouth. He decided that he would call it vinegar.

This thing should be able to be used to brew wine. Or it could produce an unexpected delicacy. However, even if it was not used to brew wine, it could still be used as vinegar. It was extremely useful. He just didn't know what the date of this fruit was. How to keep the fruit until the next season is ripe.