I traveled to the beast world and became the scumbag who ran away with the beast king

Feng Si thought about setting up a stall tomorrow. Even if the 30 kilograms of meat would shrink after being cooked, it would still be heavier with the addition of the soup.

Normally, she would have to carry the things back and forth twice, but now that she was pregnant, she couldn't do that anymore.

She thought for a moment, then dialed a number on the communication screen. The screen flashed, and Mao Qiu appeared inside: "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to accompany you to the sacrificial hall?"

Feng Si placed her hand on her belly, her expression gentle and her voice soft, "I'm fine. I wanted to ask if you're free when you're not out gathering outside the city with me."

Mao Qiu was confused: "Yes, you bought all my things, and I only need to take care of my brother."

"Well... then I'll hire you," Feng Si said. "How about you help me set up and close my stall every morning? I'll pay you ten coins."

Mao Qiu looked at her thin arms and suddenly realized: "You don't need to give me coins. You bought so much food from my house. It's just a round trip for me to help you carry such a small amount of things."

Feng Si shook her head, her clear eyes covering the black spots, creating a sense of contradiction and incongruity between purity and ordinariness.

Long-term one-sided help can easily make people feel unfair.

Mao Qiu treats her quite well. If she wants to maintain this relationship for a long time, she should stop taking advantage of others.

She said, "One thing is one thing. This is a long-term favor. You deserve the money. If you don't agree, I'll have to find someone else."

After hearing this, Mao Qiu no longer refused and readily agreed. He agreed with Mao Qiu to come in the mornings except on the collection days.

After solving the daily task of helping with heavy objects, Feng Si felt relieved and began to browse the egg incubator on the light screen.

It appears to be made of transparent glass and looks like a baby basket. It is reusable, has its own constant temperature setting, and is connected to a communication optical computer, making it very smart.

Price: Starting from 100,000.

Feng Si, who wanted the best for her cubs but didn't even have enough money for the most basic egg incubator, said: "..."

Make money! I want to make money!

Suddenly having a weak spot, Feng Si became more eager to make money.

The next day, the misty blue morning light shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the bed. Feng Si, who had fallen asleep early last night, opened her sleepy eyes.

Yawning, she lifted the blanket and got up, folded the blanket neatly on the pillow, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up. After washing her face with cold water, she woke up.

She went to the kitchen, took out 60 kilograms of fresh meat from the refrigerator, cut it into pieces, blanched it with ginger, washed it with hot water, put it into the pot, added ginger water, and simmered it on low heat.

Three large bowls of fried garlic can be made at a time, which can be used for three days. The wild vegetables and leaves used to hold the meat were also washed yesterday.

While the meat was stewing on the stove, Feng Si took this opportunity to go to the balcony upstairs and turn over the sweet potatoes that she had cooked and cut into strips yesterday.

After half a day of drying, the green potatoes shrank slightly and turned into a brownish color, looking more appetizing.

Feng Si turned the dried sweet potatoes over and over while eating them. There was a faint sweetness in her mouth. After being exposed to the sun and the low temperature at night, the sweet potatoes had almost no sugar precipitated out, and there was a sweet fragrance unique to starch.

No matter how delicious it is, it cannot be eaten as a meal. She can eat it, but the baby in her belly cannot.

She tried to control herself, and after turning over the dried sweet potatoes drying on the balcony, she turned and walked downstairs.

The aroma of stewing meat filled the room.

Feng Si paused at the foot of the stairs. It was so early in the morning and the smell made her feel a little nauseous.

Continuing to walk towards the kitchen, the smell of meat became stronger and more unpleasant. She wrinkled her nose, raised her hands to cover her mouth and nose, and quickly reached for the meat in the pot with chopsticks.

The chopsticks easily penetrated the meat, it was cooked.

Feng Si turned off the fire, let the meat in the pot cool aside, and put it in the backpack later, waiting to set up the stall.

She then began to prepare her breakfast, boiled wild eggs, stir-fried vegetables, and finally took out a fist-sized yellow fruit from the refrigerator. It looked like a nectarine, but tasted like passion fruit, sweet and sour.

When she finished eating and was about to leave the stall, she took a small cloth bag and filled it with some dried green potatoes as snacks. At this time, Mao Qiu also rang the doorbell outside.

Feng Si dragged two backpacks to the door and opened it. Mao Qiu, who was standing in the aisle in front of the door, walked forward naturally, picked up one in each hand and walked out. The two of them soon arrived at the second floor where Feng Si used to set up her stall.

The shop door had already been opened. It was a shop selling iron kitchen utensils. The owner was a sub-female of the gray mouse tribe named Huiyu, with a slender gray tail extending from behind her butt.

She looked up and saw Feng Si at the entrance of the shop. Her grey eyes lit up and she raised her hand to take money from her pocket. "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Please buy me a piece of boiled pork first. My little orc has been clamoring for this since yesterday."

"Okay, I'll get you an extra portion of seasoning. It tastes best when eaten hot." Feng Si responded with a smile.

Huiyu smelled the aroma of meat in the air and smiled happily as he counted the coins to Fengsi. After deducting five coins for the stall fee, the total was 294 coins.

Mao Qiu was standing by, and without Feng Si's instructions, she put down the backpack, having experience in setting up stalls, and took out the long table and benches from behind the owner's door. She quickly took the pot from the backpack and placed it on the table.

Moreover, after she finished doing all this, she squatted down and picked up the cut leaves from another basket, folded them several times with both hands, and folded them into a shallow leaf bowl.

Feng Si was very satisfied. She thought it was a wise decision to hire someone to help. She took out the boiled meat that Huiyu wanted, cut it up, put it in a leaf bowl, and handed it to Huiyu.

After Huiyu left, the market wasn't crowded, and Maoqiu stayed, too, having nothing better to do at home. She found a low stool in the shop and sat down next to Fengsi, waiting for her to close.

"Give me five servings of boiled pork." Huang Shi, who had heard about boiled pork for a long time in the team, came early today to buy meat. There are five children in his family, and one piece is just right for each of them.

Feng Si looked up at the tall, yellow-haired middle-aged orc, took the money, and quickly packed up the food he ordered.

Next, a large group of people came to the stall one after another.

Feng Si's boiled pork has regular customers. They come to buy it one after another early in the morning, and there is still some meat left over from the extra meat made today.

When faced with high-priced meat, orcs who have never tasted boiled meat will think it is too expensive and will not even think about buying it.

The stall became quiet for a while. Feng Si followed Mao Qiu to stack leaf bowls. She calculated that she had cut nearly 180 pieces of net today and sold more than 130 pieces, leaving about 40 pieces in the pot.

Not urgent.

It was already morning. Feng Si turned around, took out the dried sweet potatoes from her waist and was about to hand them to Mao Qiu when she suddenly noticed that her chest was a little bulging and something seemed to move inside.

Then, a small golden-orange furry paw lay on Mao Qiu's collar, and a round little cat's face poked out. Its beautiful round eyes met Feng Si's gaze: "Meow~~"