The Beast King's Little Wife

Looking down, I was met with a pair of beautiful sapphire blue eyes.

Yellow raccoon!

A few people are talking about the rumored man!

"Shh..."

The fox raised its paw, signaling her to be quiet.

Lin Dujuan took a deep breath and glanced sympathetically at the two wives who were still talking about her not far away.

"To be honest, I also think that Huang Lili did a very bad job in this respect. You know, it has been able to talk for a long time. It seems to have been able to talk ever since it came to our village, right? It's been more than ten years now. It's about the same age as Huya. Now Huya has already transformed into a human, but it, pfft, is still in beast form."

"Ah Hua, I'm not trying to be mean, but with Huang Lili's lazy nature, it'll never be able to transform into a human in its lifetime."

Aguye said indignantly.

Lin Dujuan cast a look of deep sympathy. It didn't seem right to speak ill of someone in front of them.

Looking down, she saw a fox under the stone table, its eyes narrowed, baring its teeth at her as if it were smiling!

I don't like this fox at all. Just looking at him reminds me of how he used to mock me.

So, Lin Dujuan turned her head and began to work on the long, slender stems that were boiling in the pot. This was also the name Lin Dujuan had given to this thing.

"Oh, how do I make this?"

Aguye and Ahua were stunned by Lin Dujuan's action of scooping up the fish and then crushing it. The two stared blankly as she peeled and mashed it.

Then, mix them together and knead them into a ball.

"Alright, Ahua, could you help me bring over those animal oils?"

Animal fat needs to be refined into oil so that it can be used for frying later.

The people here love grilled food, but they've never tried fried food before, and even the oil they use hasn't been refined.

Therefore, when they saw Lin Dujuan throwing some pieces of animal fat into a pot mixed with water, the two of them exclaimed in surprise.

"Why would you do that? This is something you don't need. You kept it to cook in the pot. Does it taste good?"

A-Ye asked curiously, and judging from the way she swallowed her saliva, it seemed she already wanted to scoop it up and eat it.

Lin Dujuan smiled and shook her head, "This... I guess it's delicious, but you'll see in a bit. I really hope my millet can be grown successfully, so that I can make fragrant millet rice balls and the like."

While preparing and thinking about food, Lin Dujuan moved with exceptional speed.

Not far away, Huang Lili tilted her head and watched as she skillfully extracted oil, shaped it into balls, and threw the long stem pieces mixed with salt into the pot to fry.

"Zizzizi..."

The sizzling sound of frying, mixed with the unique aroma of the long stems, filled the air, causing several people to suck in their saliva and watch intently as she fried the fist-sized stems until they turned golden brown.

"It smells so good..."

Ah Ye opened her mouth, clutching her stomach in obvious discomfort. "I feel hungry again."

Ahua also clutched her stomach in discomfort, "Yeah, I also feel like I didn't eat enough meat at lunch. I really want to eat more."

As Lin Dujuan scooped up a pot of dumplings and arranged them neatly on the wooden plate carved out by Hu Buluo, Huang Lili, not bothering to hide, darted out.

He picked up a piece, and it vanished in a flash.

"Huh? Just now?"

Ahua stared blankly as she looked back and saw a blurry figure running outside.

"It's a yellow raccoon..." she screamed.

When I turned around, I saw that Ah Ye was also holding a golden dumpling and breathing into it.

"Mmm, it smells so good, it's so hot, I'm so hungry..."

She screamed and kept breathing heavily.

"Keep some for yourself."

Seeing her anxious look, Ahua quickly stepped forward and snatched a piece.

"Give me some, I want to eat."

Ahua impatiently put the golden dumpling into her mouth; it was scalding hot, incredibly hot.

However, the wonderful sweetness of the long stem, accompanied by a hint of saltiness, is delivered to the mouth. The skin is crisp and yellow, fragrant, while the inside is salty and sweet. The moment you eat it, you feel as if every pore in your body opens up.

Just as she was about to reach for it again, Lin Dujuan took the plate away.

"None of you are allowed to take any more; this is for dinner."

These are just ordinary modern fried foods, so why do these people act like they've never eaten in eight lifetimes?!

If left unchecked, one can imagine that all these golden dumplings coming out of the pot will be devoured in no time.

Ahua and Aye exchanged a pained look, then huddled closer to her. "Huya's, we ate too fast and didn't get to taste it. Can we... try again?"

Lin Dujuan brandished her long chopsticks, "Hurry up and get to work, or you won't get any for dinner. We have limited food supplies, this is a rationed supply."

I can't help it, I'm poor.

Even the golden dumplings have to be produced in limited quantities. After all, these things have to be steamed one batch at a time, peeled, mashed, shaped into dumplings, and then deep-fried.

It sounds easy, but in fact, the process of making this thing is quite complicated.

All she wanted to do was prepare some exquisite food so that the people invited to the banquet could experience the feeling of eating.

Thinking of this, Lin Dujuan smiled wickedly.

She didn't do it for nothing; she made the food with a purpose.

Deep-fried golden dumplings.

A wooden plate is lined with some pretty leaves, and then these golden dumplings are placed on top. Just the color alone is enough to make your mouth water.

Deep-frying alone is certainly not enough.

Lin Dujuan then deep-fried all sorts of insects that Huwa and the other children had found, before setting the oil aside.

Normally, oil used for frying like this wouldn't be needed. However, in this era of food scarcity, the key was simply to fill one's stomach. Therefore, she had to be frugal and store the used oil.

Turning around, Lin Dujuan looked at the large stone slab filled with deep-fried golden meatballs, deep-fried salted worms, pan-fried golden chestnut cakes, and stir-fried wild vegetables. She also saw a large pot of bone broth with millet and wild vegetables simmering in the simmering pot. Satisfied, she flicked her fingers.

"Well, let's use these dishes for now. It's a pity there aren't enough varieties; otherwise, we could have developed even more creative dishes."

Meanwhile, Ahua and Aye clutched their stomachs in pain. "I'm in pain, I shouldn't have come to help."

Ahua quickly pushed Aye aside, "Okay, you go back now, I'll help out here."

"Ah, no, no, I feel bored at home, so I'd rather just stay here and look around." Even if I can't eat anything right now, just smelling the aroma is nice. Wow, how does my wife with the tiger-toothed teeth manage to make ordinary food look so beautiful and smell so tempting...?

Ah Ye said that she was experiencing the most painful yet blissful torment.

The worst punishment for a foodie is being able to look at a mountain of food but not be able to eat it...

Outside, Tiger Fall and Tiger Tooth had almost finished grilling their food.

At this time, the guests began to arrive one after another...