News that the Snow Tiger Tribe’s Witch Disciple was cooking a delicious al for the Snow Tiger Witch spread through the trading grounds like the wind.
Everyone in the trading grounds crowded over, originally wanting to watch the Witch Disciple’s cooking attempt end in disaster. But after catching a whiff of the tempting aroma drifting through the air, their mouths began to water uncontrollably, like a flood during the rainy season.
anwhile, the Flying Eagle Witch, Black Wolf Witch, and Lion Witch had already followed the scent to the spot. They were now sitting around the wooden table, calling out the Snow Tiger Witch for shalessly trying to hog all the food.
The Snow Tiger Witch looked at the three old-tirs’ wrinkled faces and scoffed inwardly.
He decided not to argue. They would be returning to their tribes soon enough. Once they were gone, he could just ask Wu Yue to cook for him whenever he wanted.
At that thought, the conflicted look on his face vanished, and he felt completely refreshed.
Guessing the ti was right, he signaled a Half beastman Warrior to lift the pot lid. As clouds of white steam billowed out, the released aroma instantly captivated everyone nearby.
If the situation weren’t what it was, they would have snatched the stone pot right then and there.
After adding the right amount of salt, she reduced the sauce over high heat. The pot of stewed potatoes and sliced at was now ready.
The four witches needed no invitation. Before Wu Yue could even say a word, four stone bowls, each larger than their own heads, were thrust in front of her.
Looking at the four witches, their faces wrinkled but beaming with smiles, Wu Yue could only brandish her ladle and give each of the four elders a heaping serving.
The four of them departed with their fragrant food, completely satisfied. Wu Yue then turned to the surrounding mbers of the various tribes at the trade et and announced, "I made a little too much today. If you want so, you can trade for it."
Her announcent sent a wave of excitent through the crowd.
"What can we trade for it?"
A Beastman, who had clearly been craving it for a while, asked the mont she finished speaking.
Wu Yue looked toward the voice and was surprised to see it was the Scorpion Beastman Captain.
When he saw her looking his way, the Scorpion Beastman Captain—who, for so reason, had been harangued by Angry Beast all night—actually cracked a very fawning smile.
Wu Yue’s expression froze. ’Is there sothing seriously wrong with this guy?’
But a custor who cos to you is a custor you treat well. Wu Yue smiled and said, "You can trade with anything, as long as it’s sothing I need. Of course, Beast Skins and salt would be best."
The Scorpion Beastman Captain imdiately acted the part of a big shot, pulling a wide Beast Skin—nearly half his height—from one of his tribesn. "What will this Beast Skin get ?"
Wu Yue flashed her pearly whites in what looked like an innocent smile. "Two bowls of food."
The mont she spoke, a wave of sharp intakes of breath ca from the crowd.
A Saber-toothed Tiger Skin that large could only be traded for two bowls of food? And what’s more...
Everyone looked at the stone bowls on the table. Unlike the ones the four witches had, which were larger than a young female’s head, these were only the size of a Beastman’s palm—and not very deep at that.
The crowd imdiately started giving the Scorpion Beastman Captain strange looks. To Wu Yue, they were the kind of looks you give a total sucker.
But would the wealthy Scorpion Tribe care?
Of course not. They simply pulled out enough Beast Skins from the small mountain of pelts they had, and soon every one of them had a bowl of stewed potatoes and at. They stood right there around the wooden table and began to wolf it down.
The way they devoured their food, you’d think they hadn’t eaten in a year.
How much can a palm-sized, shallow stone bowl even hold?
Naturally, not much. But even for that small amount, the Scorpion Tribe had to trade away a dozen or so Beast Skins. It was barely enough to be considered a snack, so they couldn’t justify trading for any more.
"I never would have thought the Snow Tiger Tribe’s Witch Disciple could make sothing so delicious. She’s far more useful than the slaves in our tribe."
A soft, feminine voice spoke from outside the crowd. The circle of tribe mbers parted to form a path, and Yan Yan’s Tribe Witch entered, flanked by her people.
’Although I always complain that she looks like Shun Yuan,’ Wu Yue thought, ’I have to admit, that muscular build of hers is exactly the type the males in this world like.’
Yan Yan’s Tribe Witch walked over to the stone pot, glanced at the food inside, and sniffed delicately. She smiled and said, "It slls wonderful. I’ll take a few bowls."
Her expression, one that scread, ’You’d better dish that up for and hand it over,’ was incredibly irritating.
The corners of Wu Yue’s lips curved into a smile even gentler than the one on the face of Yan Yan’s Tribe Witch. Nearby, Angry Beast saw that smile, and his hand trembled so hard he nearly dropped his stone bowl. ’There it is...’
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