Worthy of the name
As for Badhan and the others, who had originally picked up their knives, forks, and chopsticks, intending to gobble up the meat, their movements instantly froze. They were instantly speechless when they saw the duck that was revealed after the layer of skin and meat was separated.
Compared to the Golden-skinned duck that looked very fat on the outside, the duck inside looked much more compact and small. At least, it was a fact that it was smaller than the duck on the outside. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to stuff it in, right?
"What is this?" Badhan was a little hesitant. Was he allowed to eat or not?
If he allowed them to eat, what was it that they ate? This was indeed a problem. At the moment, it seemed that he was eating duck meat, and his intuition told him that it was definitely not that simple.