: Exquisite Beggar's Chicken! The rich kid next door is drooling!

The two of them, one in front of the other, returned to the shelter along the rugged path.

Lin Mo placed the cleaned pheasant on a flat stone slab.

He turned and walked into the slightly damp thicket behind the shelter, and soon found several treasures.

A bunch of wild onions exuding a spicy aroma, and a few pieces of tuberous plants that resemble ginger.

On this desolate island where resources are scarce, this is already the best natural spice that can be found.

With his old but clean machete, he smashed the wild ginger in a few quick strokes, bringing out its rich juice.

The wild onions were also roughly tied into a knot.

Lin Mo deftly stuffed all the natural spices into the pheasant's empty abdominal cavity.

Then, he tore off a few large, thick wild banana leaves.

The entire pheasant was wrapped tightly in four or five layers and bound securely with supple vines.

After doing all that, Lin Mo walked to the nearby stream and dug out a large lump of sticky yellow mud.

He skillfully mixed the right amount of water into the soil and kneaded it evenly.

Then, the mud was evenly and thickly applied to the outermost layer of the banana leaf, forming a tightly sealed mud ball.

The entire movement was fluid and seamless, without the slightest unnecessary pause.

It was as if he wasn't surviving in the wilderness, but rather preparing food in his own spacious and bright kitchen.

The fire that the man had prepared was radiating an astonishingly high temperature from its base.

Lin Mo used a wooden stick to dig a deep pit in the center of the charcoal ash and buried the heavy ball of yellow mud directly in it.

Finally, cover it completely with scalding hot charcoal ash.

"Is that all?"

Jiang Ruoyun rested her chin on her hands, squatted beside the fire, and stared longingly at the mound.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with disbelief.

She has eaten chicken in hundreds of ways since she was a child, but this is the first time she has ever seen chicken cooked with mud mixed together.

"What's the rush? Haste makes waste."

Lin Mo patted the dirt off his hands and walked to the stream to wash them.

He slowly walked back to the bamboo bed, leaned back lazily, and closed his eyes to rest.

"This method is called beggar's chicken, which relies on the residual heat of charcoal fire to dry the moisture in the soil."

"The chicken is then thoroughly cooked by utilizing the sealed, high-temperature, and high-pressure environment created inside the mud shell."

"It not only locks in the meat juices to the maximum extent, but also allows the fragrance of banana leaves to fully penetrate into the bones."

Lin Mo explained in a calm tone, as if he were simply stating the most basic common sense.

But to the viewers in the live stream, it was like a culinary masterclass that was a game-changer.

[What the hell is this beggar's chicken?! Lin Shen's skill must be a family heirloom!]

This technique is incredibly professional; the control over the heat and the moisture of the soil is flawless.

While others are gnawing on astringent wild fruits on a deserted island, he's cooking a lost art form. Who can he complain to?

I now seriously suspect that Lin Shen isn't here to participate in a dating reality show at all; he's here to open a Michelin-starred outdoor restaurant!

Two hours passed quietly amidst the crackling of the firewood.

As the sun began to set, a cool breeze blew in.

The yellow mud ball at the bottom of the fire had its originally moist soil completely dried out.

Under the continuous scorching of high temperatures, fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the mud shell.

A faint wisp of white heat struggled to escape through the cracks.

Lin Mo finally opened his eyes, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his previously lazy gaze.

"It's almost done."

He stood up, picked up a thick wooden stick, and pulled out the mud ball that had been baked as hard as a rock.

Jiang Ruoyun immediately came over excitedly, like a puppy smelling a bone.

Lin Mo raised the wooden stick, aimed it at the center of the mud shell, and tapped it down with neither too light nor too heavy a blow.

"Click—"

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

The charred yellow clay shell instantly shattered into pieces, peeling off in large chunks.

The banana leaves inside were revealed, and they had been roasted until they were slightly yellow and charred.

Lin Mo put on the heat-resistant gloves that were temporarily woven from vines and carefully peeled away the layers of leaves.

The moment the innermost banana leaf was lifted.

"boom!"

An incredibly rich and domineering aroma of meat, mixed with the unique fresh scent of plants.

It exploded instantly in the bamboo forest like a bomb going off!

That fragrance was so overpowering.

The pheasant's own fat was completely rendered out under high temperature, turning into a golden juice that sizzled on the delicate surface of the meat.

The wild ginger and wild scallions inside the abdominal cavity, after being braised and roasted for a long time, release an intoxicating spicy aroma.

Jiang Ruoyun's eyes widened instantly, glued to the golden roast chicken, unable to look away even a fraction.

Saliva began to flow rapidly in her mouth, and she couldn't help but swallow a large mouthful.

"Gulp."

The sound of swallowing was particularly clear in the quiet bamboo forest, and Jiang Ruoyun's cheeks immediately flushed red.

But she still couldn't bear to look away; her greedy, food-guarding expression was incredibly adorable.

The drone's high-definition camera gave a close-up of this exceptionally beautiful beggar's chicken.

The golden color, the tempting dripping oil, the aroma that seems to waft through the screen.

This caused tens of millions of viewers in the live stream to collectively break down.

[Help! This is poisonous food coming out late at night! Why show me this during mealtime?!]

Looking at the freshly made pickled cabbage noodles in my hand, I suddenly felt that it was just a bucket of garbage!

[Is there anything Lin Shen can't do? He's incredibly versatile! It's like a state banquet chef frying fish in the wilderness!]

[The young lady's drool is practically dripping! Hahaha! This isn't the daughter of a billionaire, she's clearly a silly girl who hasn't eaten for three days!]

I can't take it anymore, I'm ordering takeout! I absolutely have to have a roast chicken tonight to satisfy my craving!

This domineering and alluring aroma not only captivated Jiang Ruoyun but also won over viewers across the internet.

It drifted slowly out of the bamboo forest, carried by the evening sea breeze.

They drifted over the beach and continued for several hundred meters until they reached a low-lying, drafty cave in the shallow water.

This is the temporary refuge for Zhao Kuo, a rich second-generation, and his scheming partner, Lin Chacha.

Last night's thunderstorm not only destroyed their tents, but also completely shattered their remaining sanity.

Zhao Kuo hadn't eaten any proper food for a whole day and night, though he had eaten some unknown wild fruits.

His stomach was empty, and he was so hungry that he was vomiting acid. He could only survive by drinking rainwater that had accumulated on banana leaves.

He was curled up on the damp, muddy ground of the cave, shivering from the cold, his eyes unfocused, muttering something unconsciously.

Just then, a strange fragrance drifted into his nostrils on the sea breeze.

Zhao Kuo's unfocused pupils suddenly contracted.

That's... the smell of meat?

And it's not the kind of bland, tasteless boiled meat.

That's the ultimate complex meaty aroma that comes from being filled with oil and spices and carefully roasted at high temperatures!

Zhao Kuo's stomach convulsed violently, and his hunger was amplified countless times at that moment.

He sniffed hard, greedily inhaling the faint fragrance in the air.

Tears welled up in the eyes of this usually arrogant and domineering rich young master without warning.

"Meat...we have meat to eat..."

Zhao Kuo completely lost his mind, his brain completely dominated by the most primal survival instinct.

He crawled out of the damp, muddy cave like a dying wild dog, using both hands and feet.

He didn't even notice Lin Chacha's weak calls from behind.

He stumbled along the beach, following the scent carried by the sea breeze.

Like a walking corpse, he followed the fatal temptation, approaching the lush bamboo forest step by step.

When Zhao Kuo parted the last layer of dense bushes and saw the scene before him.

He stood there, completely stunned, as if struck by lightning.

Beside the campfire not far away.

Lin Mo was sitting lazily and tiredly on a rock, holding a pair of freshly whittled bamboo chopsticks in his hand.

And that beggar's chicken, exuding a nuclear-level aroma and dripping with golden oil, was placed openly on the large stone slab.

All dignity, all pride, all the confidence of a powerful family.

At this moment, in front of this fragrant roast chicken, everything else vanished.

"Lin Mo! Brother Lin!"

Zhao Kuo scrambled forward, looking utterly disheveled.

"Please! Please give me a bite!"

"I can't take it anymore! I'm starving!"

"I'll pay! I'll buy it! I'll pay 100,000 yuan for one of your chicken legs! No, 200,000! Just give me a bite of meat!"

Zhao Kuo's pleading echoed through the bamboo forest, filled with a heartbreaking sense of humility and despair.

Viewers in the live stream, instead of feeling any sympathy, felt incredibly satisfied and relieved upon witnessing this scene.

Holy crap! Young Master Zhao actually knelt down! This plot twist is so satisfying!

[Ten thousand dollars for a chicken leg? Is this the power of capital? Unfortunately, on this island, capital is nothing!]

【Evil capitalism!!!】

[Yesterday he was mocking Lin Shen for being a poor wretch, today he's kneeling on the ground begging for alms. What a karmic retribution!]

When people are starving, they really don't care about dignity anymore. It's pathetic to watch, but why do I feel like laughing?

Faced with Zhao Kuo's tearful pleas.

Lin Mo didn't even lift his eyelids.

He seemed to regard this once arrogant rich second-generation as nothing more than a cloud of air.

Lin Mo stretched out his long, strong hands and firmly grasped the roasted beggar's chicken, which was roasted until it was tender.

There's absolutely no need to use a knife.

With just a gentle pull, the pheasant's flesh and bones separated perfectly.

He tore off the two fattest, meatiest chicken drumsticks, still dripping with hot oil, with remarkable elegance.

Lin Mo lowered his head slightly and gently blew away the steam rising from the chicken leg.

Then, in Zhao Kuo's burning, yearning eyes...

He handed the two chicken drumsticks, which contained all the essence of the meat, directly to Jiang Ruoyun.

"Here, be careful, it's hot."

Lin Mo's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze in March.

Jiang Ruoyun accepted the chicken leg without any hesitation, completely disregarding her image as a socialite.

She opened her cherry-like mouth and took a bite.

The crispy skin combined with the tender and juicy chicken creates an amazing flavor explosion in your mouth.

"Mmm...delicious! So delicious!"

Jiang Ruoyun ate with her mouth full of oil, her big eyes squinting into crescent moons of happiness.

Lin Mo only slowly turned his head after seeing Jiang Ruoyun eating happily.

He glanced down at Zhao Kuo, who was kneeling in the mud.

That look in his eyes was cold and distant, revealing an extreme arrogance that regarded money as dirt.

Thinking back to Zhao Kuo's past actions.

Lin Mo's lips curled into a mocking smile as he casually uttered two words.

"This chicken leg of mine is a special treat exclusively for Miss Jiang."

He paused, his tone filled with an unquestionable absolute sovereignty.

"Let alone 100,000."

"Even if you offered the entire Zhao Group in exchange, I would still think you're offering too little."

"Now, get out of here and stop getting in our way and ruining our meal."

The moment those words were spoken, the entire live stream went wild, with the chat exploding like a volcanic eruption, filling the entire view.

[Ahhhh! He's going on a killing spree! Lin Shen's line is absolutely swoon-worthy!]

[Ten thousand dollars can't buy a single exclusive line from Lin Shen! This is the highest level of Versailles!]

[A fierce display of possessiveness! Exclusively for Miss Jiang! This phrase is a million times more sweet than any other word in the world!]

[Zhao Kuo, you might as well starve to death! Take your stinking money and get off this deserted island! You're not welcome here!]

[If the billionaire's father-in-law were watching the live stream, he'd probably be moved to tears upon hearing this. This son-in-law is just too damn hardcore!]

Zhao Kuo slumped in the mud, staring blankly at the two men as they devoured their food.

He opened his mouth in despair, but could no longer utter a sound.

The combined pain in his stomach and the emotional blow caused him to completely break down, leaving him with his face covered and slinking away.

On the other side, the atmosphere around the campfire was extremely warm and cozy.

Jiang Ruoyun held a chicken leg covered in grease in her hand, her mouth stuffed full.

Hearing Lin Mo's resounding "exclusive" just now...

This aloof heiress usually remains unmoved by the advances of countless wealthy young men.

At this moment, two blushes uncontrollably spread across her cheeks, and even her ears turned bright red.

She secretly raised her eyes and glanced at Lin Mo's sharply defined profile, feeling as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

It was in this wonderful atmosphere, when everything seemed absolutely perfect.

Lin Mo turned around, just about to reach out and tear off the perfectly grilled chicken breast to fill his stomach.

However, just as his fingertips touched the scalding hot chicken...

An unprecedented, intense dizziness swept over his brain like a tsunami.

His vision blurred instantly, and his eyes were quickly swallowed by a thick darkness.