The charcoal pile was still burning fiercely, and after half an hour of a grand bonfire performance, the initially nearly half-meter thick charcoal heap had burned down significantly, leaving a thick layer of ash on the ground.
Xia Yu was steadily transporting several large platters, placing them beside the camel barbecue rack.
Wearing gloves, he took a lamb, its skin slightly charred to a golden brown, and stuffed it into the belly of the massive object on the grill.
Immediately, the square was filled with a chorus of astonished shouts.
Not only did Dragon Head Zhu Ji react, but many renowned chefs present stood up in shock, resulting in another wave of chairs clattering to the ground.
Yan Qi was dumbfounded, and the old man Xia Qing slapped the armrest of his chair, exclaiming, "It's a recipe from the Arab countries!"
"Isn't it!"
