Ruan Chanchan, however, didn’t have the ti or evidence to worry about such things at the mont. Even if she was suspicious, there was no proof. What was she supposed to say? Months ago, she ran out with the holy fla for a reason, or did soone ask her to? Even if Ruan Zeqiu believed her, others would not.
They would even ask her who it was and how that person looked. Ruan Chanchan had no recollection of this person. So what was the point of raising trouble when she herself was not clear about the situation? She might as well stay quiet and see through things. If soone tried to sche against the original owner, then they might make a move once again.
She just needed to wait and see it happen!
Ruan Zeqiu was unaware of the thoughts that were going on in Ruan Chanchan’s head. All his attention was on the at that was smoking on top of the stone slab. It looked crispy and quite delicious, but seeing that it was sothing that he had never seen before, Ruan Zeqiu didn’t dare to touch it willy-nilly.
A good thing too, or else he would have burnt his hands.
"Sister, what is this? What are you doing by putting the at on the stone slab?" Ruan Zeqiu asked while looking at the smoking at on the stone slab.
Ruan Chanchan turned her head and glanced at the r who was salivating hard and picked up a piece of at. She fed Ruan Zeqiu a piece of at and then removed the olettes that were thoroughly cooked.
Ruan Zeqiu’s eyes turned bright as soon as he took a bite of the at. He liked eating at, but more than just eating it for flavour, he ate it because he needed the strength to deal with the beasts and the scum who troubled his sister. As a r, his strength was limited, and he couldn’t fight beasts and beast won all day long unless he ate his fill.
However, now that he had eaten sothing good, he suddenly felt as if he had wasted all the at by eating it raw. This at tasted so, so, so good!
"Sister, I have never tasted anything better than this before!" Ruan Zeqiu exclaid, his eyes shining with glee as he looked at the at that was still smoking on the stone slab. Because the slab was thick, even when Ruan Chanchan didn’t turn the at around for a long ti, it didn’t get burnt at all. In fact, the at slowly started to release fat and started cooking on its own.
"Is it?" Ruan Chanchan mused, and when her brother nodded. She picked up a piece of at and took a bite of it. Of course, she didn’t like the gamy taste of the at and simply allowed Ruan Zeqiu to finish the rest of the cured at that she had prepared.
Ruan Zeqiu liked the at too much and didn’t refuse. He finished eating the cured at in a matter of a few seconds and licked his lips to relish the taste of the fat that was sticking on his lips. Only then did he turn and look at Ruan Chanchan before saying to her, "Sister, what are you trying to do?"
"Aren’t I trying to cure the at?" Ruan Chanchan glanced at the r and remarked. She had been thinking about how to help Ruan Zeqiu. The poor r was still young, and because there was no way to preserve the at, he went hunting every day. At least with this thod of curing at, he would be able to take a few days off.
Working hard was important, but so was taking a break. If this little r continued to work hard without taking the required amount of breaks, who knows how his body might react? Just today, he ended up getting a fever. It must be because Ruan Zeqiu pushed his body too much.
"We can cure at like this?" Ruan Zeqiu’s eyes widened. He looked down at the at that was still on the stone slab. "But what about the salt—"
"You can also cure at with salt, but cooking it over fire like this adds more to its shelf life. After being cured like this, this at can last for at least three months," explained Ruan Chanchan with a smile.
"THREE MONTHS!" Ruan Zeqiu was shocked. He looked at the cured at and then at his sister. He said in awe, "Sister, you are amazing. If we can have cured at that can last so long, I am sure that the hunting team wouldn’t have to go out every second or third week."
Ruan Chanchan nodded. This was also one of her reasons why she did it. If she taught this thod of curing to the tribe, Ruan Chanchan was certain that she would be able to earn a lot of goodwill.
When she thought of the amount of gratitude points that she had in her hands, Ruan Chanchan felt her heart ache. She really needed to get a move on.
This thod was bound to earn so goodwill points. At least that was what Ruan Chanchan hoped for.
"... I think I will discuss this thod with Tribe Leader," Ruan Chanchan heard Ruan Zeqiu speaking beside her. "The other tribe mbers don’t like us, and neither of them is fond of our family ever since our mother died saving our father, and our father vanished without a trace."
He frowned. "Of course, I do understand their anger. Our mother was the best warrior of the tribe, but still—targeting us again and again, they really need to let it go now."
"Our best bet is to let Chief Xie have a taste of this cured at; only then will we be able to make the tribe follow us."
Ruan Chanchan didn’t say anything. She did know a little about the father of this body, but she didn’t have much information about him. Ruan Chanchan only knew that the r left the tribe once after the passing of his wife and never returned. Everyone took him for dead because, like the original host, the r also didn’t have a beast form.
Without a beast form, how could he even survive?
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