Chapter 1190 - 1189: Profiteering
Ada, being aware of his own situation, didn’t put on any airs as a so-called evolved Orc. He responded to the Tribal Chief of the small tribe with great kindness.
Awa brought over a stone and placed it at the entrance of the cave, and Ada sat down to begin his work.
The small tribe’s Tribal Chief then invited Ji Nuan to step aside, rubbing his hands a bit sheepishly: "Shaman Ji Nuan, I have something I’d like to tell you, this..."
Looking at his face flushed red like this, if Ji Nuan didn’t already know he had a mate, she might’ve thought he was about to confess his love to her.
She looked at him with amused eyes: "You can just say what’s on your mind directly. Stop hemming and hawing, it’s driving the Orcs mad with impatience. I’ve got a lot of things to do."
The middle-aged Orc gritted his teeth: "Shaman Ji Nuan, our Tribal Territory is too small, and there’s not much firewood.
But I used the food you gave us to trade with other tribes to get firewood. For thicker firewood, we gave a little extra food; for thinner firewood, we gave a bit less.
We... we even managed to save a portion of the food...
If you... if you’re upset about this, we can immediately ask the surrounding tribes to come see you and trade directly with you."
Oh~ so he ran a small resale business and was worried that she’d be mad about it!
Ji Nuan waved her hand with a laugh: "This is a wonderful thing! You help me collect firewood, I provide you with food. I don’t care where you got the firewood from, as long as you continue sending me more supplies.
As for your dealings with other tribes, I have no intention of intervening; besides, I’m too busy to go around trading with them one by one anyway."
The middle-aged Orc was virtually overjoyed, bowing excitedly in gratitude: "Thank you, Shaman! Thank you, Shaman!"
Ji Nuan smiled, glancing at him: "This idea wasn’t yours, was it?"
Having spent some time interacting with him, Ji Nuan could tell that this Orc had a somewhat simple and honest nature. There’s no way he could have come up with such a method.
The Orc grinned foolishly, scratching his head: "It was my mate who thought of it. She’s the smartest female in the tribe."
Ji Nuan nodded. Yup, a beautiful flower planted right in this pile of dung.
Having earned the Shaman’s approval, the first thing the middle-aged Orc did upon returning home was share the good news with his mate.
The female laughed smugly: "Well, of course! The Shaman is also a female; naturally, she understands the cleverness of females."
The middle-aged Orc couldn’t help his twitching mouth. His mate was someone you couldn’t praise—praise her just a little and she’d get carried away; this personality of hers really wasn’t great.
Now that she’s received the Shaman’s appreciation, who knows how many tribes she’ll boast to about this; it’s possible the entire oasis will hear about it.
"I’m telling you, don’t go discussing this with the Orcs from other tribes. If they go straight to Shaman Ji Nuan, that wouldn’t be good." The Orc carefully reminded her.
The female rolled her eyes in mild irritation: "Got it~"
Another Orc from a small tribe came to deliver firewood, and the middle-aged Orc went off to get busy again.
The female looked at the meat inside the cave, her eyes growing a little moist. She had never seen so much food before.
Watching the hardworking Orcs outside the cave, she wiped the tears off her face and led the other females behind her out to gather resources.
Even though they now had food, they couldn’t afford to be lazy; work still had to continue.
Busy days always pass quickly, and among several caves, the first to be filled was Maomao and his mates’ Food Storage Cave.
Looking at the mountainous pile of food behind them, Maomao and his companions felt as though they had reached the pinnacle of Orc life.