Leopard Autumn and his men hunted quite a few prey this time, each of them carrying a rather large animal on their shoulders.
This number completely stunned the Feather Tribe members.
They had never hunted so many prey in such a short time before.
Because of their beast-like forms, they hunt in relatively open areas. Their prey mostly comes in packs, so catching them requires considerable effort.
In addition, their orc level is not very high. Apart from the hunting team leader Eagle Cliff and the clan chief Eagle Creek, who are level 5 orc warriors, the others are all below level 5.
It would take the Feather Tribe a considerable amount of time and effort to hunt so many prey.
Some of the Feather Tribe orcs looked on with envy as they gazed at their prey.
If only they could hunt freely in the dense forest.
This way they wouldn't have to go hungry and worry about not having enough to eat all day.
Shen Nong had no idea what they were thinking. If he had known, he would have said that the number of prey hunted had absolutely nothing to do with the beast form.
When he first transmigrated, the Wood Tribe beastmen, whose animal forms were both tigers and lions, were still skin and bones from hunger.
Ability is the most fundamental thing.
As long as you are strong enough, you can eat your fill.
Yu Ji gave Shen Nong some wild vegetables. He originally wanted to give her more, but Shen Nong had never eaten these before and was afraid they wouldn't taste good. Not wanting to waste them, she only asked for a small amount.
Seeing that Shen Nong insisted, Yu Ji didn't say anything more.
The meat soup of the Feather Tribe was almost ready. The salty aroma of kelp blended into the soup, and the meat was stewed until tender and flavorful, seemingly melting in the mouth.
When the lid of the earthenware pot was opened, the fragrant aroma stunned the Yu tribe members for a long time.
The Feather Tribe members swallowed hard, some so anxious that they stuck their hands into the pottery pot, only to be burned and immediately pulled their hands back.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh." The orc, who was being scalded, put his hand to his mouth and blew on it, but his eyes were fixed on the meat in the pot, and drool was dripping from the corner of his mouth.
This earthenware pot was eaten by four orcs together.
The Feather Tribe beastmen had never eaten like this before; it was too hot to eat with their hands.
Are we supposed to wait until it gets cold before eating it?
Shen Nong blinked and walked to Yu Ji's side.
"These broths are best served in earthenware bowls, but if you have stone bowls, you can use those too."
Yu Ji sighed, "The tribe doesn't have many stone bowls, so they don't use them much, and polishing them is also inconvenient."
As for earthenware bowls...
Yu Ji said, "The tribe has nothing else to trade with you for pottery bowls."
Shen Nong laughed and said, "Of course there is! I think seaweed is quite good. How about we trade seaweed for a ceramic bowl?"
Yu Ji thought to herself, "This fair-skinned priestess really enjoys making deals."
"Although I would love to make this deal with you, our tribe is currently out of seaweed."
When business comes knocking on your door, Shen Nong has no reason not to take it.
Since the Feather Tribe couldn't run away anyway, Shen Nong said, "I can give you the ceramic bowls first, and you can give us the seaweed later."
Yu Ji's eyes lit up. Could it be done like that?
"How much seaweed do you want?"
Shen Nong pondered for a moment. There was no concept of weight here. He glanced at the basket and gave a rough estimate: "A basket of seaweed can be exchanged for thirty ceramic bowls."
Although it's not easy for the Yu tribe to fly a long way to get seaweed, firing their pottery bowls is also not so simple.
Making clay into ceramic bowls involves several steps, and there is a certain rate of damage during firing.
Shen Nong said, "I can teach you how to weave baskets so you can carry lots of things when you go gathering next time."
Yu Ji had been curious about the things they were carrying; it turned out they were called baskets.
Their baskets held a considerable amount of seaweed, but since the seaweed was long, it was easy to fill them.
Not to mention, these fair-skinned priests also said they would teach them how to weave baskets. You know, before, because they didn't have enough containers, they had to make several trips to get enough seaweed to eat.
With this basket, the Feather Tribe could save a lot of effort and time when collecting seaweed.
“Okay!” Yu Ji agreed readily. “Each member of our tribe will have a ceramic bowl.”
Shen Nong counted the number of people and asked Bao Qiu to bring out fifty-six ceramic bowls.
They gave us four more, making a total of sixty, which was just enough to exchange for two large baskets of seaweed.
The earthenware bowls were quickly distributed, and the orcs of the Feather Tribe, who were waiting in front of the earthenware pots and smelling the aroma of meat, were already impatient.
However, one cannot rush to drink hot meat soup. In the end, in order to have a bite of meat, everyone swallowed their saliva and divided the meat soup into four portions.
Each person's ceramic bowl was filled to the brim, with large chunks of meat and one or two pieces of seaweed in the bowl.
Yujina didn't have much seaweed to begin with, and after distributing it to the clansmen, each person was already quite lucky to get one or two pieces.
The Feather Tribe members were wolfing down the meat soup and eating the meat.
The Wood Tribe also began processing their prey.
Leopard Autumn and his companions were highly experienced and processed their prey quickly. Perhaps their appetites had been spoiled during their time with the Wood Tribe, for now they had enough food and time, and there was no need to rush.
So, Leopard Autumn and his group used every method they knew.
Grilled meat on a stone slab, stewed meat in an earthenware pot, and braised meat in clay...
Shen Nong selected a few good bones, preparing to make a bone broth. He was quite tempted by the rich and tender taste of the broth.
If only we had iron, we could make an iron pot.
With an iron wok, you can stir-fry vegetables.
Shen Nong's mind was filled with images of various stir-fried dishes; she was genuinely craving them.
In interstellar times, due to soil conditions, native green plants without supernatural catalysis are very expensive and unaffordable for ordinary consumption.
He relied on his master's reputation, and because he was indeed valued by his superiors, eating that three or four times a week was the limit for him.
We have no shortage of green plants to eat now, but we don't have any pots or pans anymore.
Shen Nong stared blankly at something, her mind filled with images of shredded pork with green peppers and stir-fried cauliflower with pork slices.
Following the other person's gaze, Ze saw a thin, feathered beastman from the Feather Tribe.
The orc was sipping meat soup from a small earthenware bowl, his movements subtle, a stark contrast to the other orcs around him who were feasting and drinking heartily.
Moreover, this orc was unusually clean-looking compared to the other orcs.
Ze frowned slightly, took a step forward without making a sound, and quietly turned to the side, blocking Shen Nong's gaze.
Shen Nong suddenly felt a "wall" appear in front of her, and came to her senses, "What's wrong?"
Ze looked down at Shen Nong without saying a word.
He didn't know what to say, but he felt annoyed by the priest's focused gaze on others.
He wanted the priestess's beautiful eyes to stay fixed on him, but he knew he couldn't say that.
He knew that his thoughts seemed wrong. He tried hard to restrain himself, not daring to reveal the slightest hint of it.
But Ze didn't want to deceive the priest, so he just watched.
Look at the priestess's long eyelashes and her small, rounded nose...
Shen Nong couldn't figure out what was wrong with this kid all of a sudden, but he was too lazy to ask. He had just been thinking about a bunch of dishes, and now he really felt hungry.
So he turned directly to ask when the leopard meat would be ready.
Ze's gaze could no longer fall; he raised his hand to cover his heart, which was beating too fast.
It seems like he has a health problem.
Leopard Autumn was busy smearing mud on the meat wrapped in leaves, while Wolf Rain was the fastest at grilling meat on the stone slab.
Before Leopard Autumn could reply, Wolf Rain waved, "Priest! The roast meat is almost ready! Come and eat!"
Having just eaten barbecue yesterday, Shen Nong wasn't really in the mood for more, but he was so hungry that he decided to eat a few bites to tide him over while waiting for the other dishes to arrive so he could try them all.
Shen Nong touched her belly and walked towards Lang Yu, with Ze quickly following behind.
The Feather Tribe was completely dumbfounded by the Wood Tribe's series of actions regarding meat.
There are so many ways to eat this meat?
The aroma of the barbecue was so strong that it quickly filled the air.
The Feather Tribe members looked at the meat soup in their hands, which had originally smelled incredibly delicious, but now it had become somewhat tasteless.
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He wanted to fight.
Shen Nong ate a couple of bites of the grilled meat, which was all prepared beforehand; he still couldn't lift a finger himself.
After feeling something in her stomach, Shen Nong stopped eating.
He waved his hand, inviting Yu Ji to come and try the roasted meat.
Yu Ji had just finished a bowl of meat soup and wasn't hungry, but the aroma of meat wafting into her nose was making her mouth water.
I really want to pick up a piece and try it, to see what it tastes like.
Shen Nong handed a pair of wooden chopsticks to Yu Ji, and then Shen Nong watched the scene of "early human domestication of chopsticks" for several minutes.
This is even less flexible than when Leopard Autumn and his team first used it.
Shen Nong suppressed a laugh, picked up a piece of meat, and brought it to Yu Ji's lips, "Don't pick any more meat, eat this instead."
Yu Ji leaned over and put the piece of roasted meat, which was perfectly marbled with fat and lean meat and had a savory flavor, into his mouth.
Mmm, delicious!
But why did he feel so cold?