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  Shaken by this thought, Bai Qingqing shook her head violently.?

  Winston’s performance next allayed Bai Qingqing’s suspicions. Winston was very skilled at barbecuing meat—he probably did it often.

  Bai Qingqing looked at the condiments next to the wall and asked after hesitating a moment, “Do you like the meat Parker roasted previously?”


  Winston glanced at Bai Qingqing. “I like it.”


  Bai Qingqing then smiled and said, “That’s because he added those condiments. Do you want to eat it? I’ll fix it for you.” Bai Qingqing then stood up. But because she had exerted too much force, her tummy ached slightly. With a hand over her tummy, she exhaled twice before the pain eased.

  They say a child was like a piece of meat that had fallen off from the mother. Now that she had given birth, she realized it was indeed the case.

  Winston instantly got up and held her. He stuck out his long arms and lifted her up, before setting her down on a piece of animal skin that had been laid on the ground. “I’ll bring them over.”


  “Mm.”


  Winston carried all the bottles and jars over. Bai Qingqing efficiently peeled a few pieces of garlic and then selected various condiments. She raised her head and asked him, “Do you take spicy foods?”


  “Mm?” Winston gazed at Bai Qingqing questioningly.

  “I’m talking about this one.” Bai Qingqing took out a dried red chili and waved it with a smile on her face.

  Winston’s gaze fell upon the chili. He took it from Bai Qingqing’s hand immediately. “Don’t touch it.”


  Bai Qingqing smiled. “Can you eat this?”


  “Yes.” Winston gave an affirmative reply, undaunted. He would bring salt to small villages elsewhere to exchange for females every year, and the females would often fall sick. Hence, medicine like red spikes were necessities. Because the taste of the red spikes wasn’t pleasant, he frequently ate a few himself in order to coax the females into eating them.

  Bai Qingqing quickly grabbed a few chilis and tossed them into the condiments bowl before Winston could stop her. “Alright, go out and wash this. I’ll teach you how to handle them after you do so.”


  Winston gazed at Bai Qingqing’s hand worriedly, before going out with the condiments. By the time he finished washing the condiments, Bai Qingqing had already prepared the chopping block and stone blade. Winston refused to let her touch the chilis and handled the various condiments according to Bai Qingqing’s instructions.

  The meat was being roasted now, and it wasn’t yet time to add the condiments. Hence, Bai Qingqing soaked the condiments in oil, then brushed the mixture on the meat with a piece of bamboo.

  The golden-brown roasted meat sizzled when it was brushed with a layer of oil, instantly becoming enticing, as though someone had cast a magic spell on it.

  Under the fire, Winston’s silver vertical pupils turned slightly round, looking astonished. His throat vibrated.

  Bai Qingqing smacked her lips, feeling hungry. “Can I eat it?”


  “Sure,” Winston answered right away and immediately tore a slice of glazed and fragrant meat.

  Bai Qingqing turned around and retrieved two bowls from the stone platform behind. She handed one to Winston and received the meat with the other bowl.

  “You should eat, too. This piece of meat is enough to fill my stomach.”


  Winston glanced at the meat in Bai Qingqing’s bowl and asked with a frown, “So little?”


  Actually, it wasn’t very little—this slice of meat was slightly over 250 grams. Moreover, meat was much more filling than rice. When Bai Qingqing first arrived in this world, she couldn’t even finish this slice for one meal.

  “I’ve just eaten,” Bai Qingqing said. She picked up the meat with chopsticks and dipped it in salt powder, before taking a bite.