Bai Junjun looked at the powder coating the two birds, which had originally been black, green, and some brown, but now the powder had melded into the oil, honey, and fat, obscuring its original appearance.
She broke off a bird leg and took a bite, and in that instant, it felt like her entire brain exploded.
What kind of supreme delicacy was this?
Bai Junjun's eyes widened more than copper bells.
The meat was completely devoid of any gamey taste, the powder seeming to be spices that covered up any foul smell and enhanced the freshness, and the most deadly aspect was the hint of honey's sweetness amidst the salty crunch, making the flavor even richer.
After the small birds were cooked, they shrunk considerably, and the group, like a whirlwind, quickly picked the bones clean.
Initially, the children felt a bit cruel watching Li Wenli kill the birds and murmured about whether the number was too high while plucking the feathers.