"What are you two talking about?""
Nan Feng carried half a boar into the house and looked around. She threw the meat into the rattan basket in the corner of the beast lair and said, "This is the meat of the Fanged Beast. I carried half of its body for you. It's enough for you to eat for three to five days. Don't worry, I hunted this alone. My clansmen won't say anything."
Fanged beasts. Chang Xia knew they were wild boars.
The wild boar in Twilight Forest weighed a thousand pounds. It was definitely big.
Half a body was three hundred pounds and up.
Nan Feng said that the wild boar could last three to five days, and Chang Xia was speechless. She understood that Nan Feng was talking about the appetite of her people. If she and Chen Rong ate it, it would last at least half a month.
Chang Xia ate little, and Shen Rong had a decent appetite.
However, it was different from her clansmen.
Chang Xia would not prepare other food, so the food consumed would naturally be reduced. Chang Xia did not argue with Nan Feng. She planned to use actions to tell Nan Feng that meat eaten with wild vegetables tasted equally delicious. At the same time, it could reduce the consumption of food. She silently put away the Miracle Necklace and hid it under her clothes around her necks.
Chen Rong's gloomy mood improved by two notches.
"Oh! How fragrant. Chang Xia, are you stewing meat?" After Nan Feng washed her hands, she looked at Chen Rong and then Chang Xia. He suddenly realized that the things in their hands seemed different from what she knew.
Chang Xia smiled and explained, "I'm stewing meat. Chen Rong is chopping fish. I'll make fish balls for you later. Oh right, there's also river prawns. The white-hot river prawns are tender and chewy. They taste excellent."
Listening, Nan Feng looked blank.
She was no stranger to stewed meat.
But what was with the chopped fish, fishballs, and the river shrimps. She couldn't understand any of it. Despite her curiosity, Nan Feng didn't pursue the matter. She sat by the stove and helped with the fire. She glanced around and naturally saw the rattan shoes on Chang Xia's feet.
"These are rattan shoes. I'll make you a pair after dinner." Chang Xia followed Nan Feng's gaze to the rattan shoes on her feet. She lifted her feet so that Nan Feng could take a closer look. "I tore them open and rubbed them with fine rattan. They're more comfortable and lighter than hide-and-grass shoes. At the same time, they make walking easier when you're out picking and hunting."
"Practical. Better than bird feather shoes," said Nan Feng.
Like the rest of the beast race, Nan Feng pursued pragmatism.
The vine shoes were flexible and could protect the soles of the feet. The bird feather shoes were beautiful, but unfortunately, they were not suitable for the beast race. The beast race had once imitated the feather shoes and realized that they were not practical, so they abandoned them. Usually, they were wrapped in animal skin or thick leaves to protect the feet.
However, the hide was too thick and airless, making it easy to cover one's feet. Meanwhile, the leaves were too brittle and would often be cut by gravel and stones, requiring repeated wrapping.
"Besides rattan shoes, I can also weave straw shoes with thatch and reeds. However, it's best to wait for the cold season. At that time, the thatch and reeds will have dried up and become more resilient and harder to break. Now, to weave straw shoes, you need to cut the thatch and leave it in the beast lair to dry…"
Seeing that Nan Feng had acknowledged the vine shoes, Chang Xia was overjoyed.
Immediately, she mentioned the straw shoes.
As he spoke, the fragrance in the pot became even stronger. At the same time, Chen Rong stirred the fish meat and waited to put it into the pot.
Chang Xia removed the cooked meat and set it aside to cool.
The stove in the beast lair was not enough, so she could only make do with it for the time being.
"Nan Feng, come here." Chang Xia called her over with a wave of her hand. "Nan Feng, I want you to give the recipe of the fish balls to our people. I have to build a kiln, and I don't have time. The fish balls are made from the black carp in the lake, and when you add the onions to get rid of the fishy smell, they become very delicious."
Nan Feng's expression changed.
She wasn't stupid. She understood the implied meaning in Chang Xia's words.
The tribe was close to the White Lake. If the fish could really become very delicious, it would definitely be a great thing for the tribe.
"Is that true, Chang Xia?" Nan Feng asked sternly.
"When the fish balls are cooked, you'll know after you eat them. In addition to fish, there are also prawns, crabs, river clams, and so on in the lake. These are all edible." Chang Xia licked the corner of her mouth, savoring the freshness of the river prawns. If there was a chance, she had to collect the ginger, garlic, pepper, and other things as soon as possible.
The Twilight Forest was rich in resources, and the Heluo tribe sat beside the White River.
She had never been short of food. Chang Xia had suffered because of her body and had never been able to leave the tribe. However, as her body gradually recovered and the places she could explore expanded, she would probably collect more and more things.
At that time, she would no longer have to be stingy.
In an instant, various delicacies appeared in Chang Xia's mind. Those who had experienced the apocalypse knew better than anyone how precious food was.
Everyone who experienced the apocalypse liked to hoard.
Once someone didn't have much food on hand, he would fall into anxiety.
At the side, Chen Rong watched as the snow-white fishballs rose and fell in the wild vegetable soup. She stood up and picked up the bowl and chopsticks. This pot of fishballs and wild vegetable soup was most likely reserved for Nan Feng. Chen Rong smelled the freshness of the stewed meat in the stone pot, and his desire for the fish balls and wild vegetable soup decreased.
Unlike the stew made by others, the stew made by Chang Xia smelled very fresh and fragrant.
There was no unpleasant smell at all. The stewed meat with onions was white and green. It looked very tempting.
"Come, try it." Chang Xia put a little shrimp powder into the pot to enhance the taste, sprinkled a pinch of onions, and scooped a big bowl of fishballs and wild vegetable soup for Nan Feng.
There was not much pottery in the house, so the river prawns could only be cooked after eating the fishballs and vegetable soup.
"Eat, Chang Xia." Chen Rong handed her the plate of stew.
Chang Xia took the stew and drank a big mouthful of broth. "It's fresh and delicious."
Nothing was happier after a long day than a sip of hot broth. Looking at Chang Xia's smiling face, Chen Rong lowered his head and filled a large bowl for himself.
The three of them gathered around the stove, half crouched, and ate.
The night breeze was slightly cold, but no one was in the mood to pay attention to this. All their thoughts were placed in the bowls in front of them.
"It's hot!" Nan Feng called out, but she couldn't bear to spit out the hot fish balls in her mouth. Ignoring the heat, she ate a mouthful of fishballs, a mouthful of hot soup, and a mouthful of wild vegetables. The taste was indescribably comforting.
In the meantime, Nan Feng ate a large bowl of fish balls and wild vegetable soup.
She glanced at Chang Xia and Chen Rong and poured the rest of the stone pot into a bowl. When her gaze swept past Chang Xia, she asked, "Hey! Is this stew different from what I used to eat?"
"I didn't put any wild vegetables or anything like that. It was directly stewed, so I added some salt and onions to remove the fishy smell. However, if you stew it a little longer, you can remove the blood foam," Chang Xia explained, picking up a large piece of stew for Nan Feng to eat.
She would stew all of the meat the Chief had sent her tonight.
Chen Rong ate half of it, and Chang Xia ate the remaining one third. Besides, there were still river prawns that had not been cooked. If she was not full, she could still eat river prawns.
Nan Feng took the stewed meat and took a large bite.
Immediately, she was attracted by the soft and delicious stewed meat. Without a word, she buried her head in the food. Now, she finally understood why Chang Xia didn't like to eat in the past. Compared to the food Chang Xia made, the stewed meat and roasted meat made by the tribe were really hard to swallow.
"Fish Balls are indeed delicious. Are you really going to teach them to our people?" Nan Feng said seriously.
Chang Xia nodded and replied, "I used to rely on the tribe to support me. Now that I have the chance to repay my people, I naturally won't be stingy."
"Alright, leave this matter to me." Nan Feng agreed to this matter, but she was thinking in her heart. She was prepared to use the method of cooking fish balls to help Chang Xia and Chen Rong exchange some things with the tribe. Chang Xia lacked things like pottery and bone artifacts.