Chapter 84 The Fox Strikes
Having received Bai Ba's promise, Chong Zhen was in a good mood. He went around from behind the tree trunk and strolled back to the vicinity of the cave. He walked over to Ling Chengen with his hands behind his back and peered into the steaming iron pot: "What did you make for lunch today? It smells a little different from before."

Ling Chengen glanced at him, quickly flipping the meat and radish slices in the pan with the spatula, and asked in a casual tone, "Have you had enough sleep?"

Chongzhen touched her still slightly damp hair and smiled, "Pretty much, at least I'm not so tired anymore."

"I've solved the problem of the space recognizing its owner for you. Is there any reward?"

Ling Chengen raised an eyebrow and said, "Is my reward two bowls of radish and pork slices?"

Chongzhen glanced at the pot and snorted, "You think you can get rid of me with this? It doesn't look difficult. I can make it myself."

Ling Chengen: "Speak, what do you want?"

"Take me with you next time you go out," Chongzhen said.

Ling Chengen: "How would I know where I'll be going next time I go out? What if it's not suitable to take you with me?"

"Just tell me if it's okay or not?" Chongzhen said smugly, hands on her hips. "As for whether it's suitable for me to be with you, I have my own judgment. You can't make that decision for me."

Ling Chengen raised his hand and placed the spatula into his palm: "Deal."

"You cook it, it'll be ready in a minute. I'll go get the bowls for the vegetables."

Chongzhen looked at her calm and composed demeanor from beginning to end, and felt a little annoyed. He had thought she would continue to bargain with him, but she just... agreed like that, which seemed a bit too boring.

"I don't have any food on the back of my head, so hurry up and stir-fry it. If it burns, I'll stuff it all into your belly." Ling Chengen didn't even turn his head, but he accurately predicted his little move.

The radish and pork slices served at noon received unanimous praise from everyone in the supply team. Hui Dongling squatted in front of the extinguished fire, holding chopsticks made from bamboo strips, and laboriously stuffed the roasted meat and stir-fried radish into his mouth.

After eating half of the food in his bowl, he finally looked up and exclaimed, "I never thought that radishes could be stir-fried. Stir-fried with pork, they taste just as good as sliced ​​meat."

Qingchuan sat on a rock to the side, nodded in agreement, and said, "Young Master Ling is really amazing. These are plants that we never used to touch. I never thought that just stir-frying them in a pot would make us fight over them."

Sure enough, failing to bring Ling Chengen to their Hanshan tribe was a huge loss.

The young clan leader is truly blind to talent.

"Can we grow these radishes ourselves, like we grow potatoes?" Hui Dongling asked.

Qingchuan shook his head: "I'm not too sure about that, because the orcs in our tribe basically don't eat this kind of thing, so I've never seen anyone grow it. But there should be a lot of wild radishes in the nearby mountains and forests. They may not be as good as the radishes grown by the Qingyun tribe, but they are definitely edible."

"Go back and tell the other orcs in the tribe that we can try it ourselves. If we succeed, we'll get an extra food item. If we fail, we won't lose anything; it'll just be a waste of time and effort."

While Ling Chengen and the others were busy exchanging goods at the border market, Chongzhen borrowed a spatula and cooking utensils and went directly to the cave where the White Bear tribe was stationed.

Bai Ba is a very honest bear. Chong Zhen asked him to hunt a few dolphins and clean them up, but Bai Ba disliked that hunting required traveling to far places, so he simply spent two Blue Crystal Shells to buy four strong grass dolphins weighing about seven or eight hundred pounds in the Beast World.

The Zhuangzhuang Grass Pig Beast is an omnivore, but because it is not good at hunting, it mainly eats grass.

Thanks to their thick skin and tough flesh, they lived quite comfortably on the Beast Plains.

However, these animals weigh no more than a thousand catties, and their skin is thick and the quality of their fur is not very good, so they have never been able to fetch a good price. Therefore, the four grass pig beasts weighed nearly three thousand catties, but they only cost two blue crystals.

The White Bear tribe does not usually eat the meat of the Strong Grass Pig Beast, except when food is scarce during the cold season, in which case they will add the Grass Pig Beast to their menu.

Looking at the grass-pig beast that had been gutted and cleaned, Bai Ba couldn't understand why Chong Zhen insisted on having the meat of the pig beast, or even the meat of the grass-pig beast.

When Chongzhen came over carrying the pot, he licked the sweet honey on the tips of his paws and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I've prepared the pig meat. If you're lying to me, we brothers won't be able to make it."

Chongzhen glanced at the grass-pig beast that had been lifted up: "Have you prepared all the firewood I asked you to?"

“It’s exactly the same as the setup in your cave,” Bai Ba said confidently.

Chongzhen: "Leave the rest to me."

Chongzhen didn't intend to cook all four grass-pig beasts; he only planned to make one pot.

After all, excluding the pig's blood and internal organs, the meat alone weighs several hundred pounds, which is far too much to fit in one pot.

Chongzhen first selected pork fat and rendered it using the usual method. Then he sliced ​​the alternating layers of fat and lean pork belly and finally picked up a few washed radishes from the corner.

The polar bear's eyelids kept twitching as he watched him pick up the carrot.

However, due to their friendship, he couldn't say anything, but a bear squatted in the corner, staring intently at Chongzhen's movements.

The other orcs of the White Bear tribe also curiously gathered around, watching as he gradually transformed the sliced ​​meat and carrots into something they never dared to dream of.

It smells so good!
It's the same smell I caught at the entrance of the Stone Forest Cave at noon.

"it is done."

Chongzhen extinguished the fire under the iron pot, turned to look at Bai Ba who had stood up, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth: "..."

To be honest, the effect of radish and pork slices is a bit too obvious.

Bai Ba immediately walked to the pot, looked at the slightly curling meat slices and softened white radish in the pot, and slurped his saliva.

"Is it ready? Then I'll try it first."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab it.

Chongzhen quickly grabbed its large bear paw and said rapidly, "You can't just grab it like that. Have you washed your hands? If you grab it, how are others supposed to eat it?"

Bai Ba glanced at the honey residue on his fingertips and silently withdrew his paw: "But this is how we usually eat! I don't mind them eating like this, so how could they possibly mind me eating like this?"

Chongzhen: "It's freshly made, and it's very hot."

"Why don't you find something to divide it up so that other people can try it too?"

Bai Ba looked at his fellow tribesmen around him, who were also looking on with longing eyes, and said, "Alright."

The next second, several polar bears ran outside and soon returned carrying a pile of green broad leaves.

Chongzhen divided the food for them, then calmly washed the iron pot and spatula before looking at Bai Ba, who had already finished showing off: "Is it delicious?"

Bai Ba nodded quickly and said, "Delicious. Brother, you're really amazing! Do you want to come to our tribe? I can guarantee you that as long as I, Bai Ba, have food to eat, I will never let you go hungry."

Chongzhen chuckled and said, "Going to your tribe is fine, but I'm a member of Shilin now, I can't just wander around. If you kidnap me, my wife will cause you trouble."

Bai Ba: "You have a partner now?" The White Bear Tribe and the Stone Forest are quite far apart, one is north of Ximatian Valley and the other is south of Ximatian Valley, so news travels slowly.

Chongzhen nodded and smiled at Bai Ba: "Where's the honey you promised?"

Baiba waved to his people, and a young man dressed in animal skins came over carrying a piece of honeycomb. Baiba bent down and rummaged through the pile of supplies in the corner for a while, then pulled out a round, hard-shelled fruit.

"Honey is packaged in a baba fruit."

Bai Ba stuffed the Baba fruit into Chong Zhen's arms, while the young man holding the honeycomb placed a small piece of the honeycomb in the iron pot.

“Brother, don’t think it’s too little. Honey is very precious. We don’t even have enough for ourselves. If it weren’t for the need to exchange it for some salt, we wouldn’t have brought this honey to the trade market at all.”

Like most bear tribes, the polar bears prefer honey and sweet fruits, and their need for salt is not as high, but they cannot completely abstain from salt.

Therefore, whenever honey flows out of the trade market, the source is basically one of the several bear tribes.

As for the bees that are frequently targeted for burglary, most of them are animals.

Bee-like beastmen are relatively rare in the Northern Wilderness, and there are none at the Central Trade Market.

Therefore, Chongzhen was also unsure whether any Bee Clan tribes were unlucky enough to have their homes raided by some unscrupulous Bear Clan beastmen.

But none of that matters to him; as long as his family has honey to eat, that's all that matters.

"Brother Chongzhen, are you selling this black thing? If you're willing to give it to us, I can offer 5 Blue Crystal Shells." Bai Ba stretched out five cute claws and waved them temptingly at Chongzhen a few times.

Chongzhen shook his head and said, "I can't give you this iron pot. It's not mine; it belongs to my wife and is one of the most important items in the house."

"If you want one, it's not impossible."

Chongzhen beckoned to him with his finger. Bai Ba lowered his head, but because his beast form was too tall and inconvenient, he immediately transformed into a 1.9-meter-tall bear-eared youth, slightly bending down to get closer to Chongzhen: "How can I get it? Tell me! Blue Crystal Shells are not a problem."

The White Bear tribe is wealthy and has no shortage of food, so they have always been very rich and powerful.

Chongzhen: "This pot is made from a special kind of ore. It was made by a metal-type beastman from the Stone Forest tribe. He is currently willing to make iron pots for others and will accept some payment, but it won't cost 5 Blue Crystal Shells."

"If you really want this kind of iron pot, you can take some time to visit Shilin. Customizing an iron pot is one thing, but you can also learn how to cook from us. What you ate for lunch looks easy to make, but it's actually very easy to turn into a bunch of black scum when you stir-fry it, which is particularly unpalatable."

Bai Ba said with some doubt, "Brother, you're not trying to trick me, are you? It looks so simple to me. Just start a fire, chop and stir-fry..."

Chongzhen: "Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, come to our tribe tonight, and after dinner, take the pot and try it out. But Fu Jingbei, please try it out. If you break our pot, we won't be able to eat for the next few days."

Bai Ba looked down at him for a moment: "..."

"Okay, I'll go over tonight."

"Do you provide dinner tonight?" Bai Ba considered himself a smart bear and wouldn't be easily fooled by a fox.

Chongzhen: "They provide meals, but not enough to fill you up."

Bai Ba thought for a moment and said, "No problem."

It's unrealistic to expect them to eat their fill; his appetite is enormous.

After successfully conducting food diplomacy, Chongzhen carried a large pot and held a bag of Baba fruit in one hand back to the Shilin Cave.

Ling Chengen and the others had just finished their work and returned from outside. Looking at Chongzhen, who was beaming with excitement and walking with a brisk pace, they asked with a puzzled expression, "Where did you go? Did you find a Blue Crystal Shell, or did you have some special training?"

Chongzhen put the pot down and let her see for herself, then carefully placed the Baba fruit in her arms in the corner.

Baba fruit looks like a baby pumpkin, but its outer shell is dark brown. The middle part of the fruit is relatively soft and can be dug open with the tip of a claw, but the outer shell is very hard and difficult to break open even with a stone.

Baba fruit is the fruit of the Baba vine.

Bashe vine mainly parasitizes the trunks of giant trees hundreds of meters high, growing and bearing fruit by absorbing nutrients from the trees. Its appearance is very similar to the legendary extinct mythical beast Bashe, and it is a very cruel parasitic plant, hence its name.

Although the outer shell of the Baba fruit is hard, the flesh is very sweet and it can be stored for a long time, making it one of the favorite foods of the White Bear Beastmen.

So even though Baba fruit usually grows very high up, the white bear beastmen are still willing to climb up the tall trees to pick it.

The area where the stem of the baboon fruit is cut open can be transformed into an excellent container for holding liquids simply by replacing a small wooden stopper.

Ling Chengen was the first to spot the honeycomb in the pot, a look of surprise appearing on his face. He squatted down by the pot and looked up at Chongzhen: "Honeycomb, where did it come from?"

"The cooking service was changed."

“There’s also honey, but not much.” Chongzhen pulled out the cork, letting Ling Chengen see the thick, golden honey inside the baba fruit. “This should be winter honey, a very rare thing.”

Ling Chengen leaned close to the opening of the Baba fruit and smelled a very crisp floral fragrance.

"Is the honey collected in winter?"

Chongzhen nodded: "Most plants wither in the cold season, and only a few cold-resistant plants will bloom, so the amount of winter honey is very small. Baiba is a very picky bear, so the honey that comes out of his hands is definitely of the highest quality."

"This should be a winter honey made from a variety of flowers. I can smell the scents of snow chrysanthemum, winter jasmine, and dragon vine, as well as other floral fragrances, but I can't quite identify them."

Ling Chengen nodded, his smile lingering on his face. He patted him on the shoulder with his left hand: "Well done. When we get back, I'll get you a honey-glazed roasted lamb leg to try."

Chongzhen's eyes immediately lit up, and he asked, "Is it delicious?"

"It's absolutely delicious, unlike anything you've ever tasted before."

Ling Chengen put the cork back, stretched his shoulders and neck, and said to Chongzhen, "We received news from the Snow Wolf Tribe that they want to take Beya back."

"I was just about to discuss this with you to see what conditions would be appropriate."

Chongzhen perked up immediately upon hearing this: "Then we absolutely have to fleece them!"

“Too much of a good thing can be bad. If we push them too hard, they might do something desperate.” Ling Chengen took out the white jade pendant hanging around his neck. “I’ve taken stock of the supplies in this space, and more than half of them are Su Kang and Bei Ya’s personal collections.”

"There are two piles of supplies that the Snow Wolf tribe is probably using to participate in the trade market."

“Bai Xi and I have inquired, and these two piles of supplies should be one-tenth of the supplies that the Snow Wolf Tribe is participating in this trade fair. Strictly speaking, the remaining supplies are more than enough for them to use for the next period of time.”

Chongzhen replied without hesitation, "There's nothing to hesitate about. Just ask for their salt stones. We've reduced the amount of salt stones we buy, so let's make up for it by getting it from them."

(End of this chapter)

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