It's a pity that the variety of animals here is so limited.
They're mostly a bunch of mutated bamboo rats, weighing over a hundred pounds, living underground with simple aggressiveness, along with some river crabs the size of basins caught from a small river.
Ling Feng lacked experience in roasting wild game, having seldom participated in it in his past life. Plus, here he couldn't find oil, salt, sauce, or vinegar; the ingredients were mostly various wild herbs.
Fortunately, he found two peppercorns here.
Grinding the peppercorns and sprinkling them on top, it still managed to add some flavor.
"It'd be great if there was cumin,"
Ling Feng lamented.
He tossed away the scorched bamboo rat meat.
He placed a basin-sized river crab, killed instantly and painlessly with his Mental Telekinesis, atop the wooden rack.
The flames surged.
After a while, white bubbles emerged from the crab, emitting a strong fishy smell.
