Chapter 692 - 691, Delicious Food_1
The Orcs from the Gru Tribe, who were following behind Lei Er and others, were completely bewildered. What on earth was going on?
As they crossed the city gate, they entered the Watson Tribe. The bustling sounds of the tribe instantly reached their ears. Chit-chat of the females, hollering of the Orcs, joyful shouting of the little cubs running all over the place. It was incessantly lively and pleasant.
Huge, tent-like structures stood on each side of the stone-paved roads. Various unknown plants were planted along the road, yielding dense fruits. The road was free of any debris, making Bowman and the rest of the Orcs feel a bit restrained.
Lei Er brought them to the area where foreign Orcs lived near the meeting room. To prevent them from feeling uncomfortable, he even arranged for them all to stay in the same room.
"You guys wait here for a while, I’ll go get the Clan Leader and Shaman Ji Nuan. In a while, someone will bring fruits and food for you guys, you can go ahead and eat," Lei Er instructed carefully.
Bowman and the others were quite moved and nodded, "Understood, you go ahead, we’ll wait here."
It was only then that Lei Er left the courtyard, carrying his hunted game away.
The remaining Orcs busily explored the house, appearing curious about everything. "By the Beast God, the Watson Tribe is truly amazing. What is this high place used for?" An Orc touched the straw mat-covered couch in the house, expressing his amazement.
"And this! If we sit here to eat, we won’t have to worry about not having a place to put the food." The wooden table and chairs were a novelty to the Orcs.
While they were exclaiming over this, there suddenly came a soft sound of footsteps from outside. Following that, the figures of three Orcs appeared at the doorway of the house, "Captain Lei Er asked us to bring you some food and fruits."
With that said, they placed three large porcelain bowls and a basket of fruits on the table.
The fruits were already washed clean, small water droplets rolling on their surface, they looked incredibly fresh.
The three Orcs opened the lids on the porcelain bowls in succession, and instantly, a unique aroma tickled Bowman and the others’ noses.
The Orcs found their salivating mouths momentarily uncontrollable, as if the excessive flow of saliva was about to turn into a river.
A savory fragrance that could entice any beast was blended with sweet notes.
The three Orcs of the Watson Tribe, knowing that Orcs visiting their tribe for the first time don’t eat purple fruit rice and fried meat slices, demonstrated how to eat. First, they served the fragrant and translucent purple fruit rice from the porcelain bowl into smaller bowls, then spooned a batch of savory fried meat slices on top. They handed a pair of chopsticks to them. The fried meat and translucent purple fruit rice mixed together were shoved into the mouth, and the taste was simply heavenly.
Bowman and the others, who were initially a bit reserved, couldn’t stop eating after the first bite. Although they didn’t know how to use chopsticks, they still grabbed the two little wooden sticks together in their hands and consumed the food with gusto.
In an instant, they had emptied two large bowls of purple fruit rice and one of fried meat slices.
Looking at the porcelain bowls, that were now even cleaner than their faces, the Orcs rubbed their bellies. It was so delicious, they still hadn’t had enough.
The Watson Tribe Orcs who had been observing them, took away the three porcelain bowls. Soon, they brought four more bowls. This time there were two bowls of purple fruit rice and two bowls of fried meat slices, still steaming hot, smelling delicious. After serving the food, the Orcs withdrew.