Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

The Orcs started a fire, which caused a clamor among the Aquatic Orcs.

"What’s wrong?" Ji Nuan looked around in confusion at the suddenly hostile glances from the surrounding Orcs.

"Is the food mentioned by Shaman Ji Nuan to be roasted with Fire Seed?" The voice of the Python Priest was somewhat strained, and his face had lost its earlier joy.

Ji Nuan was truly baffled.

But she still nodded: "Yes, this food cannot be eaten without heating it with Fire Seed."

The Python Priest smiled bitterly: "Shaman Ji Nuan is unaware, our Aquatic Tribe cannot use fire."

"Is it because of Lord Water God?" Ji Nuan’s mouth twitched slightly as she remembered this.

The Python Priest nodded.

Ji Nuan bowed solemnly: "I’m truly sorry, I actually forgot about this."

She looked at the Orcs around her: "Then please, everyone, go inside the cave first. Once my tribespeople have prepared the food, we’ll invite you all to taste it."

"I’ll go in with you, this food is very quick to make."

The act of Ji Nuan bowing to the Orcs because of the Fire Seed instantly dissolved any resentment in the hearts of the surrounding Aquatic Orcs.

Not only that, they even developed a deep respect for this Shaman from the bottom of their hearts.

She was a Shaman with an open heart.

The fastest and simplest food made with Stinky Fruit powder had to be dumpling soup, which involved stir-frying diced meat with some seasoned fruits, boiling it with water, and then adding the flour clumps and stirring them evenly.

Then some salt was added for flavoring, and the delicious scent made the Aquatic Orcs in the cave gulp down their saliva.

After the dumpling soup was ready, the Orcs extinguished the fire under the stove and carried the huge steaming pot into the cave.

The delicious aroma instantly filled the cave.

But Ji Nuan noticed something very awkward—there were no bowls...

Even if the dumpling soup could be directly drank, but without bowls, were they supposed to scoop it out with their hands?

The thought of the Orcs scooping dumpling soup from a pot with their hands made Ji Nuan shiver profoundly.

She took three porcelain bowls from Xiu Yan’s hands and handed them to an Orc. The Orc took the bowls and ladled three bowls of dumpling soup for the Whale Priest, Python Priest, and Tortoise Priest.

As for the other Orcs...

Ji Nuan shrugged: "These porcelain bowls are also very precious items in our Tribe, and I didn’t bring many with me."

While the Orcs were bewildered, Gui Zhuangzhuang stood up.

Then, to everyone’s amazement, he pulled out a Hard Fruit Shell from his bosom.

"Hehe, I’ll use this to hold it."

With that, he walked over proudly to the Orcs of the Watson Tribe, filled up a Hard Fruit Shell slowly, and then sat aside, slurping it down deliciously.

The Orcs were enlightened by this clever move, their eyes lighting up instantly.

Isn’t that right?

They might not have precious porcelain bowls, but what’s the most abundant on this island? Isn’t it Hard Fruit?

Just stepping out and rounding a corner could lead you to a Hard Fruit tree.

Seeing them crowd out in a rush, Ji Nuan couldn’t help but inwardly roar with laughter.

Making dumpling soup had brought calamity upon the fruit trees.

Although all the pots brought this time were used for making these dumpling soups, there were just too many Orcs in the cave.

Basically, one bowl per Orc, and then there were none left.

"Darn it, Elyle, you were just quarreling with Shaman Ji Nuan, and now you’re eating using such a giant Hard Fruit Shell, bigger than your own head."