Grandma Shaman gently cleared her throat to intercept Ge Xing's laughter and glared at him: "Since young Xiu Yan also wants to eat it, let's organize those in the tribe who did not go out to gather or hunt. Each Orc family will select a member to come to the open ground and learn how to prepare food with Stinky Fruit."
Ji Nuan thought for a moment and agreed. It was better to teach the tribe members early so she could do her own stuff.
On a clear, sunny morning during the fire season, a large stone pot and numerous small ones were arranged in the open space of the tribe. The Watson Tribe members looked eagerly at the figure in front of the large stone pot.
Ji Nuan washed her hands in a bucket next to her. Then she took out a big Stinky Fruit: "Look, everyone. First, we need to crack open the shell of the Stinky Fruit and take out the fruit inside."
The Stinky Fruit had a light yellow flesh that emitted a faint sweetness.
All the Orcs followed Ji Nuan's steps meticulously.
