Half an hour later, the first roast suckling pig was served. It had an oily and golden-brown surface, and one could even hear the remnant sizzling sounds of roasting.
Parker stared eagerly at it. When the waiter left, he leaned over the table and sniffed.
"Don't tell me it's a black pig," said Parker.
Feeling extremely gluttonish herself, Bai Qingqing picked up a knife and started cutting the roast suckling pig.
Having lived in the beastmen world for five years, having been imbued with what one had seen and heard, she had a good understanding of the structure of animal bodies by now. She easily cut off a pig's leg.
"That's right. These are pigs domesticated by humans. It's very plump. Give it a try, Parker."
Bai Qingqing handed him the pig's leg. As Parker was too slow to receive it, she retracted her arms and took a bite of it herself, before handing it over to him again.
