The judges' hands and mouths were covered in oil as they ate, completely absorbed, ignoring all etiquette.
In reality, Li Han and Lan Chuhai used salt to wrap the native duck and grilled it with Luzhou Old Cellar Wine. At first glance, the meat looked pale and tender, seemingly lacking in flavor. But when truly tasted—
The white meat revived on the tongue, leaving a subtle and profound flavor deeply etched into it.
Yan Qi, Karl, and Xianzuowen broke open the second giant egg, dividing the grilled duck inside.
They ate more meticulously, using plates and wooden chopsticks.
Carefully observing the duck meat that unfolded like petals on the chopsticks, each fiber of the meat was clearly visible to the keen eye. Tiqie Xianzuowen praised, "Such white meat, it feels light, but when tasted… it strikes the heart!"
Swallowing another piece, the sweat on the Far Moon Commander's face bizarrely increased.
"No strange seasonings!"
"The most natural meat cuisine!"
