Chapter 242: Well-Marinated
"If I stay and get discovered by the beastmen from the Black Wolf Tribe, I can just say I was worried about the injured Half beastman Warriors and wanted to bring them some herbs.
But if it’s just the Beastman Warriors on their own, it would be harder to explain."
Hearing this, all the Beastman Warriors turned in unison to look at the young female who had spoken. "Yue, what kind of beasts are your Father and Amu?"
Wu Yue was taken aback for a moment. After some thought, she said, "My Amu is a Pure Human, and my Father... is a Gray Wolf Beastman."
Gray Wolf Beastmen were a very common type of beastman. Their Talent Ability was quite low, and their Cultivation Ability was limited.
Usually, beastmen like them lived in mixed communities with many different tribes.
One of the Beastman Warriors chuckled. "I thought you were the child of a Fox Beastman."
Wu Yue: "..."
’I’ll take that as a compliment, I guess!’
With salt as their motivation, the beastmen felt their bodies surge with energy.
’So, why bother resting?’
The beastmen were ready to bolt toward the tribe, but Uncle Yuan Qi and his group were roped into labor just as they were about to leave.
Looking at the small mountain of prey around them, the beastmen hoisted their food for the next few days and headed in the direction of the cave.
At some point, the high slope where the cave was located had been occupied by a herd of wild boars.
The Wolf King from before was also gone, having led his pack off to hunt somewhere else.
"Yuan Lang, we have so much food. If we don’t eat it quickly, it’s going to spoil."
The speaker was a Beastman Warrior named Mu Yin. He had come of age before Yuan Lang and was one of the tribe’s most renowned warriors, famous for his formidable talent.
Wu Yue smiled, raising the salt crystal in her hand. "With this, the food won’t spoil, not even by the time we’ve finished digging out the cave."
The moment Wu Yue finished speaking, Yuan Lang, Teng Qian, and Teng Kun knew what she meant.
After all, having lived for years in the border city, they knew a thing or two about how the common people preserved food.
Sure enough, once the beastmen had cleaned the game, Wu Yue began to teach them how to cure the meat with salt.
However, in a corner, two pitiful-looking big tigers drooped their large, furry heads, the very picture of misery.
Staring at his bright red tiger paws, Teng Qian pouted...
’As a majestic tiger, shouldn’t I just have to let out a roar or two, strut around magnificently, and have palace maids and eunuchs come serve me?’
’The Boss said that’s how all the tigers in the Emperor’s Imperial Beast Garden lived.’
He shot a resentful look toward the front, where Wu Yue was giving a hands-on demonstration and his own boss was standing beside her, learning attentively.
He turned his head to his younger brother, who was also holding up a pair of bright red tiger paws. "The Boss is so unreasonable! Curing the meat needs so much salt, so why make just the two of us crush it all? Doesn’t it hurt?"
From having to crush so much salt, the two beastmen’s paws were not only red but also slightly swollen.
Teng Qian stared at his paw for a moment, then suddenly stuck out his tongue and gave it a lick...
He smacked his lips a couple of times.
Wu Yue, who was walking over to the two beastmen with a couple of fruits, saw this, and the corner of her mouth twitched. "Is it seasoned to your liking?"
Teng Qian nodded with a sorrowful expression. "Perfectly seasoned..."
’He had always heard that when women used rouge and powder for a long time, they would start to carry its fragrance on their bodies.’
’Thinking about it now, crushing salt must work on the same principle.’
Placing the fruits on the two big tigers’ paws, Wu Yue said meaningfully, "Since they’re so perfectly marinated, I guess we’ll have roasted tiger paws for dinner tonight."