Mix the world with the system

Compared with bitter, sour, and wild vegetable dumplings with different flavors, sweet corn cakes are naturally more popular.

Not only the tribesmen in the homeless people's gathering place, even the Dongsang tribe who just came to the Xueyue tribe were also shocked by the delicious food of the Xueyue tribe.

"This is a unique food of our tribe. It is made from a fruit in the forest. Try it?"

In the spacious house, before everyone from the Dongsang tribe came back to their senses from this sturdy and beautiful living place, a few pure human females walked in with original wooden boards.

On one of the wooden boards is still sizzling fragrant barbecue, and on the other wooden board are golden food the size of an orc's palm, accompanied by the steaming heat, there is also a seductive sweet smell.

Although the Dongsang tribe also occasionally eat roast meat, they divide their prey into larger pieces.

Large pieces of meat require more proficiency in grilling skills and heat, but the Dongsang tribe does not have this skill, so most of their barbecues are burnt, and the outside is charred, but the inside is not yet cooked.

Of course, this is true of most tribes in the world. Everyone is still struggling to get enough food and clothing every day. It is good to have enough food. There is really not much time to study how to make food more delicious.

Therefore, when they saw that the roasted meat was not black and had a strong aroma, they unconsciously swallowed their saliva.

But what the half-orcs and Yingfei didn't expect was that the first thing Teng Kun introduced as an orc warrior was not the scorched barbecue, but the golden-yellow food piled on another wooden block.

"This is a tortilla that only our tribe can make. You are so lucky. This kind of food is very precious. It is only during this time that some can be made, and there will be no later."

Teng Kun, with a simple and thick face, bragged like this, with a sincere expression, and even a hint of envy, as if the food called cornbread placed in front of them was a very precious food to him. Like food.

Seeing his appearance, the two couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately reached out and took a corn tortilla from the wooden board. The warm and soft feeling made them feel like they were pinching a baby bird or beast.

But the sweet taste became more and more obvious because of the tightening distance.

"Beast God, this food is really delicious."

Compared with Yingfei's cautiousness, the half-orc warrior, who had already been drooling, took a big bite the moment he picked up the tortilla.

The unique aroma and sweet taste of the food permeated the mouth, making this strong man of the Dongsang tribe exclaim in surprise.

Turning his head to look at Ying Fei who was looking at him with a surprised face, he smiled and stretched out his big dark hand to the tortilla on the wooden board again.

"Yingfei, I remember you don't like to eat sweet things, so teach me these tortillas."

This half-orc warrior, who looked a little bit simple and honest before, also activated his not very developed brain in front of the food. After he finished speaking, he looked ecstatic and began to eat. .

In the short time that Ying Fei, who is also a member of the Dongsang tribe, was shocked by the shamelessness of his tribe, the half-orc warrior had already killed half of the corn cakes one by one.

Yingfei came back to his senses, looked at the board that had been vacated on one side, and stretched out his long arms to grab the remaining cornbread in front of him: "Even if I don't eat it myself, I can give some to other tribesmen."

After carefully putting away the sweet-smelling tortillas, Ying Fei looked up at Teng Kun: "The rest of our tribe probably don't have this kind of food."

Teng Kun nodded: "This is natural, because the tortillas are precious, in our tribe, only the gathering team that collects the most fruits and the hunting team that gets the most food can get some tortillas every day."

Now, even Ying Fei, who doesn't like sweets, became very interested in this piece of tortilla in his hand, and finally opened his mouth to take a bite. It is not as greasy as fruit, but it makes people want to eat it.

Now, under the watchful eyes of the half-orc warrior and Teng Kun, even Ying Fei, who had always been more thoughtful, couldn't help but eat three tortillas before stopping.

Looking at the few tortillas left on the wooden board, he smiled awkwardly: "This food is really delicious, and I don't feel so hungry after eating it."

Teng Kun raised his head proudly: "It's natural. The precious thing about this kind of food is that after eating it, it's like eating meat, and you won't feel hungry anymore."

This is the same as meat, which can be used as the main food of the tribe!

The half-orc and Yingfei glanced at each other secretly, the eyes that looked at the golden pancakes were no longer the same as before, they just regarded it as an ordinary food.

After Teng Kun stayed with the two for a while, he got up and left.

The half-orc warrior and Ying Fei in the house sat there, eating the barbecue with a lot of thoughts.

"If the poison on the old patriarch's body can disappear, our Dongsang tribe will have to fight for the quota this year."

Ying Fei held a piece of corn cake in his hand, his eyes were deep.

No matter where it is, food is always the most important thing, and there is no tribe that does not lack food.

So, if they can get the Xueyue tribe's way of making tacos...

Compared with the precious herbs and animal skins offered by other tribes, they will surely get that quota.

At that time, the Dongsang tribe will be the only tribe in this forest with gold-ranked orc warriors. Even the Xueyue tribe with four orc warriors will no longer be their opponent.

But as the saying goes, the ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny.

"I'm afraid you're thinking about farting. The Xueyue tribe will let us get such important food? And they have four orc warriors and a noble witch. Let's just have two or three kittens. When the time comes Or should I go?"

The ideal bubble was instantly punctured by the half-orc warrior, and Ying Fei gave him a hard look: "You better shut up, can I think about it?"

In the face of absolute strength, all small actions are not advisable.

In the end, he just sighed, but the seeds of hope were planted in his heart.

Without looking at the ugly thing next to him, he got up and walked out: "I will give the remaining corn cakes to other tribesmen to taste."

As night fell slowly, in the cave where the homeless people gathered, the tribesmen were full of hope from the beginning to fear and worry now.

They didn't even dare to light a fire, they just leaned on each other, huddled in the deepest part of the cave, looking at the huge rock at the entrance of the cave anxiously.