I've been transported to the orc continent.

Bai Ling was overjoyed and called out to Yue, "It's scallion."

Yue looked surprised. He didn't know what scallions were, but seeing Bai Ling's unusually happy expression, he knew that scallions must be a good thing.

Bai Ling ran over there in a few steps, squatted down and examined it closely. It was indeed a clump of wild onions.

Wild scallions grow tall, more than twice the height of wild scallions on Earth. The white part of the scallion is short and thick, and the leaves are tender and green. If you get close, you can smell a spicy aroma.

It tastes even stronger than the green onions on Earth.

Bai Ling turned to Yue and said, "Yue, adding some of this when cooking will make the dishes taste much better. If you sprinkle some chopped green onions when making fish soup, the fish soup will taste very delicious. We can use this to make fish soup."

As he spoke, he picked up a stone from the side and began digging for scallions.

Yue and Xiao Ye came over to help him dig.

There were quite a few wild onions here, scattered here and there, and the three of them dug up quite a few in no time.

Bai Ling casually plucked a few wild grasses, twisted them together to make a simple rope, and planned to use it to tie the wild onions back with him. Yue said from the side, "No need for that. Just put them in your basket and take them back with you."

Bai Ling scratched his head: "That will make the fish dirty."

The novel says, "It doesn't matter if the fish is dirty, because you have to clean it before making fish soup anyway."

Bai Ling thought for a moment and asked Yue to take the fish out of the basket. He then threaded a straw rope through the fish's mouths so that the fish wouldn't need to be kept in the basket; he could simply carry them back to the tribe.

The wild onions were placed in a basket, which Bai Ling then carried on his back.

After this little incident, the three of them became much more familiar with each other. Xiao became more talkative, and even Yue would occasionally chime in with a few words, and even crack a couple of jokes with Xiao, which was completely different from the aloof personality Bai Ling had imagined.

*

Bai Ling got up before dawn.

His uncle Lin was going back to his tribe today, and Bai Ling planned to make some cassava flour cakes for him to take with him.

Feng traded a piece of meat with the tribe for some cooked cassava and melon. The father and son squeezed out the water from the cassava and melon, and Bai Ling added a little honey water to make the cassava and melon cakes sweeter.

Orcs love sweets, but natural sources of sweetness are scarce. Beehives are rare in the High Tree Tribe, and even if one is found, only orcs with young children or elderly members will collect honey; other orcs will not disturb the beehive.

Bai Ling's family had honey because Cang had saved a child from another tribe while he was out, and the child's family sent him a small bowl of honey as a token of their gratitude.

The honey was carefully preserved by the wind, and it was only eaten when there was a family emergency. When Bai Ling was sick and unconscious, he ate more than half of the honey, and now only a small half bowl remains.

Lin's partner is pregnant, so Feng decides to take out some honey and make some delicious food to bring to Lin's partner.

Bai Ling's younger brother, Chen, strolled over, sniffed hard as he got closer, and then ran to Feng's side like lightning: "Father, did brother make something delicious again? Is it cassava flour pancakes?"

Feng said, "Yes, your brother added some honey to it."

Chen's eyes widened, he swallowed hard, and asked, "Father, can I have a piece?"

Chen knew these cassava flour cakes were for his uncle, but they tasted so sweet and delicious that he really wanted to try one.

Feng laughed and said, "You can have two pieces."

When Chen heard that he could eat two pieces, he was so happy that he almost jumped for joy. He didn't go anywhere else, but stayed by the fire pit, watching the steamer eagerly, waiting for the cassava flour cakes to be ready.

Bai Ling's heart stirred, and he asked his father, "Father, where in the nearby tribes can we find sweet worms? Or where can we find anything sweet?"

In the orc world, bees are called sweetworms.

The beastmen had a love-hate relationship with the sweet worm. They loved that its nest provided sweet water, but hated that it was so powerful that even a touch from a sweet worm would leave them with a red bump the size of half a palm.

The bees in this world are almost twice the size of those on Earth, and their fighting power is even greater. Every time the beastmen go to collect honey, they have to make thorough preparations. But even so, some beastmen are still stung to death by bees while collecting honey.

Feng thought for a moment and said, "There is a kind of grass in the Snow Mountain Tribe called Sweet Grass. The roots of Sweet Grass have a slightly sweet taste. However, the Snow Mountain Tribe doesn't have much Sweet Grass. It is only brought out for exchange during the annual Chada Conference."

“Your father and I traded for sweet grass before. We used the entire hind leg of the sheep beast to get only a small half basket of sweet grass, which you and Chen finished in one day.”

Bai Ling had no recollection of this matter. He kept the name "Sweet Grass" in his mind, planning to see if he could get some seeds to grow himself in the future.

Maybe he can get the candy out.

*

The wind placed soft animal hides in the basket, then added a few pieces of cured meat, followed by steamed cassava flour cakes, and finally covered the top with leaves.

Lin did not refuse. He waved to Bai Ling's family, then transformed into his beast form. Feng tied the basket to his brother's body, and the huge white wolf rubbed against Feng's arm. Then it let out a long howl and slowly walked out.

After walking a distance, the white wolf looked back once more, and then galloped off into the distance.

After seeing off the people from the Red Rock Tribe, Bai Ling didn't even have time to eat before going to the river to check on the fish baskets she had set.

He carried a basket on his back when he went there, hoping to dig up some wild onions to bring back.

Onions are a great ingredient; they're essential for cooking and making soup. The ones I dug up last night weren't nearly enough to eat.

Besides scallions, you can also try to find ginger, garlic, chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, etc. These seasonings may not fill your stomach, but they are crucial to the taste of the food.

For Bai Ling, who had experienced a prosperous life in his previous life, these things were almost on par with staple foods. They were things he had to find, and even if he couldn't find them, he had to find some substitutes.

*

Bai Ling grabbed the vine and pulled the fish basket up. Before the basket was even out of the water, Bai Ling heard something making a crackling sound.

He was overjoyed, pulled the fish basket ashore, and after taking a few steps, dumped it on the grass.

There was a large fish over two feet long in the fish basket, several small fish about the size of a palm, and three shrimp about half the size of a palm.

Bai Ling was overjoyed. He dug up more than half a basket of wild onions and then ran towards the low hill with the basket on his back.

Father, father, and younger brother are all going to dig cassava. The meat that the family received yesterday will be handed over to the beastmen in the tribe to process. They only need to give a portion of the meat as payment.

The older and injured members of the tribe, unable to go out hunting or gathering, formed a chores team to serve the tribe in exchange for food.