Indeed, the Beastmen still came to know about it.
However, a thought crossed Zhao Guang's mind, and he saw no issue with it, as the information between the two sides was unequal, and on the border, Humans basically did not interact excessively with the Beastmen. Those few merchants who did interact knew very little.
Zhao Guang had learned that the merchants who traveled to the Beastmen's side often did not even speak the Beastmen's language.
Every time they came, they had to find some local translators, and they did not speak much.
"No problem, I'll start preparing a batch soon."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the tent revealed a smile. After getting used to those seasonings, the thought of going back to what things were like before was unbearable, even for Beastmen.
Ordinary Beastmen could let it go, as they only got to eat it once every few days, mainly during the feasts whenever Zhao Guang came.
