A bonfire was blazing in the mountains. A fat cow was skinned and cleaned, then skewered with a wooden stick. Yuan Kun held the stick with one hand and skillfully rotated it over the fire.  

He sprinkled some spices over it, and an aroma instantly filled the air. 

The ox was roasted until it was a golden color. Its fat dripped off and hit the campfire, creating bursts of intense flames. Its aroma was mouth-watering.

Yuan Kun looked very skillful, like a real chef.

Half an hour later, Yuan Kun gave a satisfied nod and tore off one of the steaming beef shanks and handed it to Zhou Yuan.

“Hey, try it. My cooking skills are unique in the Yushou Region.” Yuan Kun clearly sounded proud. It even seemed that he was more proud of his cooking skills than being ranked one in the Yushou Region.  

The corners of Zhou Yuan’s mouth twitched, and then he reached his hand out to take it. He watched Yuan Kun split the remaining fatty beef into two, one for himself...