Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

The freshly fried purple fruit was still hot on the lips, with Fu Yi picking up a spoon from the side and taking some into his mouth, while blowing out two puffs of hot air.

Once the fried purple fruit in his mouth became less scalding, he started crunching on them with a crackling sound.

After the fried purple fruit was chewed up, the burnt and crispy sensation lit up Fu Yi’s eyes. Even after having dinner, his stomach seemed to instantly compress, feeling like it could fit in some more food.

But as he was about to act on this thought, Ji Nuan placed the fried purple fruit in front of Xiu Yan.

With an expression that said it all, she looked at Fu Yi, whose eyes were following the fried purple fruit: "I think you should still maintain your figure. You see, females like orcs who look good and have an awesome physique. If you continue to indulge yourself like this, you’ll lose your little female at home."

Thinking of the sweet and soft little female back home, Fu Yi decisively put down the spoon in his hand.

Sitting next to Ji Nuan, Xiu Yan’s distinctly jointed large hand subtly felt his own abdomen, sensing the explosive power contained within his abs.

The smile at the corner of his mouth then resurfaced, hmm, it seems like his physique could still dominate over those in the tribe who have been eyeing his little female with envious gazes.

Ji Nuan smiled at Fu Yi, "So, how’s the taste of the fried purple fruit?"

Fu Yi’s eyes sparkled as he looked at her: "The taste is simply too good. If it can be stored for a long time, it will definitely become very popular."

Ji Nuan lifted her chin proudly: "Of course, this is the crystallization of wisdom."

The crystallization of the wisdom of the people of China.

Fu Yi was already accustomed to the occasional incomprehensible phrases from their shaman, and sometimes he could even comprehend and apply them after giving it some thought.

"After frying the purple fruit, you have to let it cool on a straw mat, then store it in a dried bamboo jar. Seal the opening with a layer of mud, and this way, it will preserve better.

Be careful not to let it get wet; otherwise, it won’t keep well. You must strictly follow what I’ve just said in terms of preparation and storage."

Fu Yi nodded solemnly: "You can count on me for this."

Ji Nuan was quite confident in his abilities.

At that moment, Bosson walked in from outside, plopped down next to Fu Yi, and looked at him with a smile: "Sleep with me tonight, the kang in my cave is already heated up, it’s really warm."

Fu Yi’s mouth twitched as he looked at him: "Do you think there’s something wrong with my brain, sleeping on a heated kang in such hot weather?"

Ji Nuan burst into laughter: "Fu Yi, don’t take it lightly. The kang here needs to be heated every day since it’s very damp by the seaside. If we don’t heat it up, it’ll be very uncomfortable to sleep on."

Feeling somewhat awkward, Fu Yi glanced at Bosson, then grinned, showing his white teeth and put an arm around his shoulder: "Let’s go, brother, I’ve really missed you so much after not seeing you for so long. Let’s have a good chat tonight."

With that, he pulled the grim-faced Bosson away.

But that night, listening to Fu Yi’s steady breathing, Bosson gritted his teeth. That shameless orc, promising to talk tonight.

And yet, after Bosson just went out to soak his feet and returned, that fellow had already sprawled out asleep, even snoring loudly.