Chapter 839 - 838: Delicious Food
The female, with Aunt Naima’s help, put on her clothes. Although they were the right length, they hung loose on her because she was far too thin.
Looking at the female’s frail body, Aunt Naima couldn’t help but tear up, "Your tribe, really, how could they let a precious little female like you get so skinny? Even Dubi, if only he had brought you to our tribe sooner. All the young females in our tribe are healthier than you."
Seeing Aunt Naima’s eyes reddening, a sour feeling welled up in the female’s heart. Actually, Dubi had been very good to her and the cubs, but the tribe now wasn’t the same as when the old Clan Leader was there.
Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Aunt Naima took the female’s slender wrist, "Come on, Grandma will take you to eat some food. I’ll tell you, the food in our tribe is especially delicious."
The female smiled shyly, "I know. Dubi gave me roasted Gagabeast and Gagabeast eggs. I’ve never had such delicious food before."
Aunt Naima looked even more pleased, "That’s nothing; that’s just what the Orcs eat when they’re outside. The food we females eat in the tribe is what’s truly delicious."
Talking, the two had already arrived in the kitchen in the courtyard. The kitchen stove still emitted wisps of white smoke, with a wooden table in the middle, plain but large.
There were also several wooden stools placed around.
Aunt Naima pointed at one of the plain wooden stools, "You sit down first. I’ll get you some food, and you’ll see, you’ve never eaten anything like it."
Before the female could refuse, Aunt Naima had already taken a large porcelain bowl and walked over to the stove, scooping up a bowl of sweet, soft, and crispy fruit porridge for the female, then lifted the big leaves off the two porcelain basins on the table.
"I’ve served you our local food, crispy sweet fruit porridge. It’s a bit hot, so eat slowly."
She pointed to the two basins on the table, "This slightly yellow one we call a pancake. It’s really tasty and very filling. And in this other basin is meat fried with pickled wild vegetables from my home. Give it a try."
As soon as Aunt Naima served the crispy sweet fruit porridge, the female felt her mouth water almost uncontrollably, the alluring scent of the unfamiliar food on the table burrowing into her nose.
She took a small sip of the crispy sweet fruit porridge, and the sweet, sticky texture instantly captured her taste buds; it was simply too delicious.
The little white grains, with just a gentle bite, had a slight crunch, and the chunks of yellow fruit inside were sweet and soft, melting away with just a press of her lips.
Swallowing a mouthful, her whole being felt warm and incredibly comfortable.
Considering that the female wouldn’t know how to use chopsticks, Aunt Naima had given her a spoon.
Seeing that she was only drinking porridge, Aunt Naima, somewhat helplessly, handed her a pancake, "Try this."
The female stuffed her full mouth, chewed a few times to swallow the sweet, sticky food, and then wiped her clothes before reaching out to take it.
The pancake in her hand was very soft, exuding an indescribable aroma.
She took a small bite; the pancake was soft and fluffy, with a light sweet fragrance.
Compared to the crispy sweet fruit porridge, the female still found the porridge in the bowl tastier.