Chapter 979 - 978, Delicious Food
He didn’t hesitate, reaching out to grab a slightly yellowed bun and taking a bite.
The bun, made from Stinky Fruit flour and still emitting heat, was not only sweet but also exceptionally soft. After chewing it for a while, a mild sweetness could be tasted.
It brightened the eyes of the orcs, the taste growing more delightful as they chewed.
Seeing them focused only on devouring the buns in front of them without paying attention to the stir-fry on the table, Ji Nuan could not help but smile wryly, "These buns paired with the stir-fry in front of you all will taste even more delicious. Give it a try."
The first to act was again the Whale Priest, who picked up a spoon from the bowl, imitating Ji Nuan, and took a mouthful of stir-fry.
The sweet bun paired with the savory stir-fry brightened the Whale Priest’s eyes, who then chewed faster.
Soon, he finished another bun, and the stir-fry on the plate had decreased by half.
Seeing his whirlwind-like eating, the other orcs also picked up their spoons in unison.
But after this first mouthful of stir-fry, they could not stop themselves.
Fortunately, the Tribe members had taken Ji Nuan’s advice and prepared a lot, avoiding the situation of running out of food.
After the meal, the orcs sat on beast skin mats inside the wooden house, rubbing their bellies with faces full of satisfaction. The food was too delicious, and they had all eaten too much.
However, at this moment, the Whale Priest looked towards Ji Nuan with a serious expression, "Shaman Ji Nuan, I wonder if your tribe has many of those buns you call ’mantou’, and if it’s possible to exchange some with our Whale Tribe?"
A glint of triumph flickered through Ji Nuan’s eyes.
She pretended to be troubled and pursed her lips, "The fruit used to make these buns is not something we get a lot of each year. After distributing it to our Tribe members during the cold season, there isn’t much left; if made into buns, I am afraid there aren’t even five thousand."
"Five thousand might be a bit too few for your tribe," remarked the Whale Priest upon hearing the number, frowning indeed.
Indeed, this quantity was too little. Although the Aquatic Clan faced fertility challenges, generations’ accumulation meant they were not few in number.
The reason the Whale Priest was proposing the exchange with Ji Nuan was for the females in the tribe.
The males of the Aquatic Tribe could not stay out of water for long, but the females of the Aquatic Clan were just like the females on land.
The females could not survive underwater, and even though each Aquatic female was adept in water, they couldn’t breathe and live in water like the males.
Prolonged immersion even posed a risk of death.
The Whale Tribe was in a particular situation; their combat strength ranked among the top of the Aquatic Tribes, but their fertility issues were also more severe.
During the cold season, the females could barely eat much sea beast meat as the intense cold qi from the sea beasts captured could endanger pregnancies, affecting the females’ ability to carry cubs.
In order to keep the cubs healthy, the females would eat as little as possible.
If they could exchange some of this type of food with the Watson Tribe, it would address some of the females’ dietary needs during the cold season.
Ji Nuan looked at the Whale Priest, "This food cannot last very long unless stored in a very cold place."
The old Whale Priest laughed heartily, "Shaman Ji Nuan, our sea’s cold season is much colder than your land’s cold season, storing this food won’t be a problem at all."