Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Elyle’s old face reddened, but he still turned his body away very cautiously from the Orc that was speaking to him.

While gulping down the dumpling soup with loud slurps, he didn’t forget to retort.

"Why are you nagging me, why didn’t you find a bigger Hard Fruit Shell yourself just now?"

The Orc’s face turned dark, is it because I didn’t want to find one?

Wasn’t I just worried that if I returned late, there wouldn’t even be scraps left?

The Orc approached Elyle, licking his face with a mischievous smile.

"Look, my Hard Fruit Shell is so small, not even half as much as yours. How about sharing some with me?"

Elyle stood up holding his own Hard Fruit Shell, his face full of wariness.

"Don’t even try that, you think I didn’t see? You just ate twice!"

After saying that, he didn’t care about the heat and tilted his head back, pouring all the remaining dumpling soup into his mouth.

Watching Elyle wincing from the scald, the Orc hmphed, his eyes filled with envy.

Let’s not talk about the Orcs’ struggle for the dumpling soup for now,

At this moment, on the platform, both the Whale Priest and the Python Priest, having the advantage, each had two bowls of soup.

But these two bowls were just barely enough to half-fill an Orc’s stomach.

However, the taste of the dumpling soup made both priests want to swallow their tongues.

This flavor was something they had never tried before.

Let’s not talk about the Whale Priest. During his previous visit to the Watson Tribe’s camp, he had tasted the food of the Watson Tribe.

The Python Priest, on the other hand, was thoroughly charmed by the dumpling soup.

He savored the soup, licking a bit of the broth revealed at the edge of the bowl.

"Shaman Ji Nuan, this food from your tribe is truly delicious, it’s just unfortunate that we Aquatic Clan Orcs cannot use fire, sigh..."

Regret was written all over his face, showing his profound love for the dumpling soup.

And in his eyes, there was a hint of deep thought, probably recalling the Whale Priest’s previous mention of exchanging food.

Ji Nuan knew that this Lord Priest likely had thought of a solution for the female food problem.

Ji Nuan took out a package of Stinky Fruit powder wrapped in large leaves from Xiu Yan’s rucksack.

She spread it out in front of the two priests, revealing the light-yellow powder inside.

"This is Stinky Fruit powder, in our tribe called flour. The dumpling soup from earlier is the simplest use of flour, but we can make many different foods with flour."

Whale Priest’s eyes lit up: "The steamed buns I ate last time at your tribe, were they also made from flour?"

Ji Nuan nodded: "Yes, those too were made from flour, but usually, beasts don’t know how to make steamed buns."

Steamed buns are of course simple, but since it’s food to be exchanged in the future, wouldn’t it be a loss to say the method is simple?

Whale Priest fondly recalled: "That food called steamed bun is truly magical, it’s soft and fluffy, slightly sweet when eaten alone, and with your tribe’s stir-fry, it’s a completely different flavor."

Saying this, he actually swallowed his saliva.

And Python Priest beside him had his eyes wide round, as Ji Nuan seemed to see his ears involuntarily growing a bit longer.

"Originally, I could have taught your people a few simple methods of making food with flour, but since your Aquatic Tribe cannot use Fire Seed, it’s impossible."

Both priests also showed a trace of regret on their faces.

"Then let’s just exchange with ready-made food instead."