I thrived in the primitive tribe

Lu Yao took the fruit and examined it carefully. "Do I need to peel it before eating?"

"Sure, I usually just eat it directly."

Seeing Lu Yao's interest in the fruit, Luo Ya turned and took a new ceramic bowl from the wicker basket, handing it to her. "Here you go,"

Hearing Loya's voice, Li Luo turned her head and saw the ceramic bowl in front of her. "So you've agreed to the exchange?"

"Ah."

Li Luo took the ceramic bowl and stopped paying attention to Lu Yao, starting to enjoy her food.

"It's so delicious! How do you make food taste so good? Is it because you cook it in this earthenware pot that it tastes so much better?" Li Luo asked while wolfing down her food.

"Well, that's a secret." Lu Yao deliberately drew out her words, a sly glint in her eyes. "What's the name of this fruit?"

Li Luo replied casually, "Milk fruit."

Lu Yao, who had just taken a bite, choked on her words and coughed incessantly, almost dropping the milk fruit in her hand. Her cheeks flushed instantly, and her eyes welled up with tears from the violent coughing.

Loya quickly put down the ceramic bowl in his hand, came over and gently patted her back, trying to help relieve her cough.

"How are you, Lu Yao? Are you alright?"

Lu Yao finally stopped coughing, but tears still lingered in her eyes. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and waved to Luo Ya that she was fine and didn't need to be filmed anymore.

Luo Ya stopped patting Lu Yao's back and looked at her carefully, but found nothing wrong.

He said gently, "Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you." Then he went back to continue eating.

Watching the interaction between the two in front of her, Li Luo felt there was nothing she needed to do, so she didn't say anything and just continued to enjoy her food.

Lu Yao looked at Li Luo, who was gulping down soup and occasionally showing a satisfied expression because of its deliciousness. "Why is it called Milk Fruit?" she asked softly.

Li Luo stopped what she was doing, looked up at Lu Yao, and a slightly thoughtful expression appeared on her face.

"Well, I'm not sure either," he scratched his head, seemingly trying to recall everything about the milk fruit. "When I picked it, all I knew was that it was called milk fruit. Maybe it tastes like milk?" His words carried a hint of uncertainty.

Lu Yao began to slowly savor the fruit in her hand, which was called Milk Fruit. Upon closer inspection, she found that the fruit was indeed sweet with a hint of milk flavor, and it tasted quite good.

"Does this fruit have seeds?" Lu Yao asked Li Luo.

"I don't know about that, I've never grown it."

Lu Yao looked slightly disappointed upon hearing his answer.

Seeing that Lu Yao had finished eating the fruit in her hand, Luo Ya handed her a ceramic bowl filled with meat soup, indicating that she should eat first.

As the three of them were eating from their earthenware bowls, the girl who had previously expressed interest in exchanging earthenware jars arrived, followed by a refined-looking man.

"What are you eating? I've come to exchange for that earthenware pot you mentioned earlier," the man said arrogantly to Lu Yao and the others.

Lu Yao felt the voice sounded familiar, so she looked up and, after swallowing the food in her mouth, said, "Beautiful lady, are you here to trade pottery jars?"

"Beautiful lady?" Are you calling me?

"Yes, beautiful girl, I think you deserve that title."

Hearing Lu Yao's praise, the woman blushed shyly, and her voice became much gentler.

"Thank you. What are you eating? It smells delicious."

Would you like to try some of our meat broth?

Lu Yao filled a clean ceramic bowl for the woman, then stepped forward and handed it to her, saying, "Hmm, try it and see how it is."

The woman looked at the man standing next to her, and seeing him nod, she took a sip and said, "It's delicious," her eyes shining.

"Thank you for the compliment," Lu Yao said proudly.

The woman handed the ceramic bowl to the man next to her, saying, "Try it, it tastes really good, much better than what we make ourselves."

Looking at the earthenware bowl handed to him, the man took it and ate the remaining broth and meat in one bite.

"The taste is indeed quite good. Is this the pottery you wanted to trade for?"

"Yeah, what do you think? My taste is pretty good, isn't it?" The man smiled indulgently at the person in front of him who was proudly showing off his good taste.

Turning to look at Lu Yao, who was watching the interaction between the two, she asked, "Hello, is all meat soup made in this earthenware pot this delicious?"

Lu Yao snapped out of her reverie and said, "No, the meat broth cooked in this earthenware pot retains its original flavor."

The material and manufacturing process of the earthenware pot allow it to transfer heat evenly during the heating process, preventing the loss of nutrients due to excessively high temperatures.

At the same time, the excellent breathability and sealing properties of earthenware pots help the umami and nutrients in the ingredients fully dissolve into the broth, creating a rich and mellow flavor.

Seeing that the two people opposite him were even more confused, he said, "Simply put, using earthenware pots to cook food makes it taste better. The meat soup you just drank also contained other seasonings, so it wasn't entirely due to the earthenware pot."

Watching Lu Yao next to him, eloquently promoting her pottery jars, Luo Ya felt that he had discovered another unknown side of Lu Yao.

After bargaining with the two men, Lu Yao exchanged two earthenware jars and bowls for a bag of seeds of some unknown plant.

After the transaction, the two walked away side by side with their items. Lu Yao handed the seeds she had just acquired to Luo Ya, asking him to put them in the wicker basket.

"You really like plant seeds?" Li Luo asked, looking at the animal skin bag in Lu Yao's hand.

"Yes, we want to find more food and increase the variety of our food. Besides, if we have more food, we won't go hungry, right?"

“That’s true. Alright, I’m finished eating. Thank you both for your hospitality. I’ll be going now,” Li Luo stood up and looked at the two people in front of him. “By the way, my name is Li Luo. I’m a wandering beastman. Let’s meet again sometime.”

After saying that, Li Luo left gracefully.

"What is a wandering beastman?" Lu Yao asked Luo Ya beside her, watching Li Luo's departing figure.

Loya was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting Lu Yao to suddenly bring up this question.

He paused for a moment, organized his thoughts, and then slowly began to speak: "Wandering orcs are orcs who leave their tribe or place of residence for some reason and live alone; they do not have a fixed place of residence, and basically after living in a certain place for a while, they continue to the next place and do not stay in one place for a long time."

"So you mean they don't have tribes, and they don't stay in one place for long, but travel around?"

"Yes."

[Isn't this just like modern budget travel? So trendy~] Lu Yao thought enviously.

The two then exchanged some more items. As evening approached, the people setting up stalls nearby gradually packed up their goods. Seeing that there were no more people around, they also gathered up their items and returned to their temporary lodging.

"Our performance today wasn't good," Lu Yao said to Luo Ya as they walked, discussing the day's transactions.

"Performance?"

"It's about the number of successful transactions," Lu Yao explained. "But putting that aside, I'm thinking, shouldn't we try to get more people from other tribes to trade with us?"

Do you have any good solutions?

"Not yet. Let's think of something together. It would be too much if we had to carry all the things we brought back in the end!"

Seeing Lu Yao's distressed tag, Luo Ya replied, "Then let's discuss it during dinner tonight and see if we can find a good solution."

"Okay, let's hurry back. Maybe Jiu Li and the others have already started making dinner." Lu Yao skipped along.