Several of the females in the Winged Tiger Tribe knew how to stir-fry dishes, so while Su Tang was dealing with the rice pods, they had finished frying the meat.
The method of cooking rice and porridge was straightforward, so Su Tang just briefly explained it and the smarter females understood how to do it.
Around the bonfire campsite, groups of people were huddled together, holding ceramic bowls in their hands. Some were holding chopsticks, others spoons. Some were eating rice, others drinking porridge. It was a scene filled with vitality and prosperity.
Su Tang had just been pulled away by Flower Mother to learn how to stir-fry dishes and cook.
So right now, Gaiyin was sitting on a log, holding a bowl of rice in his hand, but he didn't move a bit.
Seeing this, Gaiya took a sip from his bowl of white porridge, let out a comfortable sigh, and asked, "It tastes really good. Why aren't you eating, brother?"
Gaiyin glanced at him and said indifferently, "I'm not hungry."
