As he had captured a fat and juicy prey, breakfast took quite some time.
Parker had caught a basin-full of clams in the river, and using the clamshells as a pot, managed to somehow extract the oil.
The fragrance of oil permeated the entire house, making Bai Qingqing's mouth water as she squatted beside the fire.
"There's no salt. No choice but to make do with this meal." Parker flipped over the lean meat on the roast as he spoke, his other hand stirring the oil pot with a wooden rod.
"Smells aromatic nonetheless." Bai Qingqing slurped in her saliva. Unable to hold back the glutton in her anymore, she got up, ran outside the house, and broke off a tree branch.
After wiping it in a slipshod manner, she snapped the tree branch into two and dipped these makeshift chopsticks into the oil pot.
"I'll give it a try first." Bai Qingqing picked out a piece of puffed up rendered fat pieces and immediately placed it into her mouth.
