"System, you purposely misled me by providing false information." Meg could not help but complain in his heart when he heard Eddie's words.
Black mountain goats were indeed not produced in the Blue Grassland, but in the snowy mountains outside the grassland. If they had not met this group of herdsmen, they would not have been able to find a single black mountain goat even if they turned the entire Blue Grassland upside down.
"The System has already violated the rules by providing the host with information about the Blue Grassland. The host actually repaid kindness with enmity and framed me. This is truly heartbreaking!" the System said solemnly.
"Come on, you." Meg rolled his eyes. He did not believe the System's nonsense. However, since the location of the black mountain goats had been confirmed, the mission was already half completed.
"This goat is so precious. How can we enjoy it?" Meg looked at Eddie and said embarrassedly. The herdsmen's enthusiasm was indeed extraordinary, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
"It is our tribe's honor to be able to provide food for our esteemed guests." Eddie said with a smile. It had been many years since so many guests had come to the grassland. Moreover, the Buck tribe was indeed a generous tribe. They were not stingy with their guests and would take out the best food to entertain them.
Meg smiled and said, "Then please continue. I am quite interested in roasting mutton. Can I watch you roast it?"
Eddie was slightly surprised that with Meg's status, he would be interested in something as lowly as roasting mutton. However, all important people had strange hobbies, so he did not ask much and nodded. "Of course, please."
As the chief of the Buck tribe, Eddie was also the best roaster in the tribe. A goat, no matter how fat or thin it was, would always be roasted to perfection in Eddie's hands. This kind of skill could only be compared to the previous chief.
The goat with three legs tied up quickly lost its strength to struggle. The blood had already been drained. Eddie squatted down and made a cut on the goat's leg. Then, he puffed up his cheeks and blew with all his might.
The goat's skin bulged from the wind. Eddie raised his knife and the entire piece of goat's skin was peeled off in no time.
Meg looked at this scene with some admiration. The wisdom of the herdsmen was admirable.
Of course, he didn't use this method to peel the skin. He used a Fat Head Fish, pulled up a corner of the skin, and slowly peeled along the skin. He could also peel off a complete piece of sheepskin, and the speed was much faster than this.
Most importantly, he didn't need to use his mouth.
The Black Mountain Goat was skinned, revealing the meat inside. It was lean and strong, with almost no fat to be seen. This was something that reared sheep could not compare to.
After washing the mutton with ice water from the river, Eddie rubbed a handful of coarse salt and a type of spice that Meg had never seen before. Eddie then propped up the whole mutton with three pieces of wood and placed it directly on the charcoal grill that had already been prepared.
"Keep an eye on it. If anything goes wrong, you won't be able to eat dinner tonight." Eddie handed the whole roasted lamb to a young man.
"Alright, there's no mistake." Alphonso agreed with a silly smile. As he carefully turned the grill, he secretly glanced at Meg with some envy in his eyes.
"This is my grandson, Alphonso. He's young, but he grew up beside the grill. His barbecue skills are better than most of the men in the tribe." Eddie introduced him to Meg with some pride.
"Young and promising." Mag nodded with a smile. He also took a few more glances at Alfonsol. This young man did look a little like Eddie. His black curly hair was draped over his shoulders, and compared to the other herdsmen of his age, there seemed to be a glow in his brown eyes, which made him look a little different.
"The whole roasted lamb will take some time. Let me roast some mutton for our distinguished guests first." Eddie carried a dagger and walked towards a row of short trees at the side of the open space. Those trees were not tall, but their branches were very strong. The slender branches intertwined with each other, and the leaves were red like maple leaves.
Meg recalled that the juice that Eddie used to wipe the whole lamb seemed to have been mashed up by these leaves. The three pieces of wood that served as the frame seemed to have been made from the main trunk of these short trees.
Eddie used the dagger to chop off a large number of branches. He used the dagger to peel off the skin of the branches, and a faint fragrance wafted over.
"What is this?" Meg asked curiously. The first thing that came to mind was the red willow.
The authentic Red Willow Barbecue was one of the best barbecued meats. The Red Willow Twigs that pierced through the meat skewers were a natural spice. The barbecued meat was completely different from the meat that was barbecued with bamboo skewers.
"This is the branch of the baka tree. Our Buck tribe uses it to roast meat. The roasted mutton is even tastier." Eddie washed the peeled branches in a wooden basin and said with a smile, "Once you leave the grasslands, you won't be able to taste this in other places."
"That is indeed good stuff." Meg nodded. Its effects were roughly the same as the red willow branches. Moreover, the fragrance from the branches was a natural spice.
The whole black goat was already on the grill, so Eddie caught another strong blue shepherd goat and slaughtered it. He chose the fresh meat from the goat's hind legs and upper head, cut them into cubes, and skewered them with the sharpened baka tree branches. Five or six pieces of meat were skewered on each branch, and each piece was three centimeters square.
The charcoal was lined up in a row in the mud pit. Stones were piled up, and the mutton skewers were lined up one by one.
The barbecue on the grasslands was not that particular. It looked simple, but the whole process made people feel that each piece of meat was as real as the meat.
The branches that had just been cut off from the trees had been soaked in water for a while, so there was no need to worry that they would burn off before the mutton was cooked.
The red charcoal emitted a decent temperature, and the fat and lean mutton soon began to sizzle with oil, emitting the fragrance of roasted meat.
The mutton on the Blue Grasslands did not have a rank odor. Meg already knew this after drinking the goat's milk.
However, this mutton that was almost unprocessed was roasted directly on the charcoal fire. It was indeed a very advanced barbecue method.
He didn't dare to roast beef skewers so casually, because it was more about the control of the heat and the mutton. If there was a slight mistake, the big piece of mutton would either be undercooked on the inside or charred on the outside.
Mia and the others also gathered around. There had to be something good about a barbecue that could make Meg so focused on it.
Furthermore, the fragrance of the barbecue was getting stronger, and everyone finally felt a little hungry after flying for a few hours.
It would be best if they could have a few big meat skewers like this to satisfy their cravings before eating the whole roasted goat.
"Wow, this barbecue smells so good. It must be delicious when it's done." Amy licked her lips and squatted beside the fire expectantly.
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling reached out its paw, eager to try.
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