sbdcsierra Chapter 144 The Temptation of Cured Meat
Chapter 144 The Temptation of Cured Meat
After a brief period of relaxation, the Azure Flame Tribe began a thorough infrastructure construction campaign. The beastmen were hardworking and sincere, and every beastman was willing to split himself in two to build their home.
Spring was a little longer than Lin Baiyan had imagined. He counted on his fingers and carefully recalled the changes in the seasons on Blue Star, finally coming to a conclusion.
The snow season in the Orcish Continent lasts for about four months, and spring lasts for about the same amount of time.
His previous guess was overturned again; he originally thought that the seasons here would be similar to those on Earth.
It seems that each season has added about a month to its duration, but this is only a preliminary guess. We will only know the exact length after a full year has passed.
Lin Baiyan filled in today's date into the squares he drew on the deerskin so that he could calculate how many days there were in a year.
From now on, we can live according to this calendar.
Ever since they made a trade with the Silver Tiger Clan, these tigers have been coming to the area around their territory from time to time to hunt with Lang Cang and the others. The old priest brought the basket back to the tribe, and the tigers, after using it for a while, truly felt the benefits of this tool.
With baskets on their backs, they no longer had to make repeated trips back to the tribe, making their work much faster.
So the old priest took it upon himself to buy two hundred baskets from the Azure Flame Tribe, which immediately emptied their inventory by half.
Lin Baiyan didn't cheat the tiger. The basket might look cheap, but it was very time-consuming.
He offered five baskets for one piece of meat, and even thoughtfully took a piece of meat from his own tribe as a reference.
The meat from the Azure Flame Tribe was cut into pieces weighing about five pounds each, and after being smoked, the meat turned slightly black.
Ever since Lin Baiyan taught them how to sun-dry and smoke meat, the beastmen in the tribe no longer liked to eat meat that was simply rubbed with salt for storage. It was not only too salty, but it also easily went bad.
People would string the meat together and hang it in a shed to dry for a period of time, and then smoke it.
The Silver Tiger Clan had never seen meat like this before. When Huwei first got his hands on it, he looked at his hands, which had touched the meat, with some disgust. What had the Azure Flame Tribe smeared on the meat? It was all black.
He casually put the cured meat into the basket on his back. "Okay, we'll cut it into portions according to this amount and then we'll exchange it with you."
He was kicked over by his own father. After Hu Luan returned to the tribe, thinking about Lang Cang's off-the-charts fighting power and then about his two good-for-nothing cubs, his anger rose rapidly.
He couldn't stand the sight of his two cubs, so he simply sent them outside to patrol and train with Hu Yang.
The matter of trading baskets with the Cangyan tribe this time was not a big deal, and Hu Luan thought that Hu Wei could try it, so he handed him over.
Hu Feng was taken hunting by Hu Yang.
Huwei was feeling depressed. He and Hufeng used to be the kings of the tribe, wandering around every day with a bunch of cubs, having a lot of freedom. But after going on a hunting trip, he and Feng were no longer their father's darlings.
He didn't want to come, after all, he had lost face in the Cangyan tribe, but his great-father glared at him and he was a little intimidated, so he had no choice but to come obediently.
When Xiong Fei, who was sent to make the exchange, saw Hu Wei's expression, he snorted coldly, "You bumpkin, you don't know what's good for you. The cured meat from our tribe is delicious!"
"Okay, you can take your time dividing it, we're not in a hurry."
They made their transaction on the banks of the East River; Xiong Fei and his men came out on a side trip during their patrol.
The Azure Flame Tribe conducts small patrols around the tribe every day and a large patrol every ten days.
Because they were going to be out for a long time, they brought some personal items with them.
Xiong Fei immediately set up a small stone pot, took out a piece of cured meat from the back, cooked it, sliced it, first rendered out the fat from the cured meat, stir-fried it until it was three to five minutes cooked, and then stir-fried it together with some fresh wild vegetables.
Life in the tribe improved, and their hunting teams upgraded their equipment.
Each time he went out, he not only had a flatbed cart to pull his bundles, but he could also luxuriously bring out an earthenware pot to cook hot soup. However, he couldn't show it to outsiders for the time being, so Xiong Fei dug a small stone pot on the spot.
Xiong Fei's cooking skills are not as good as Quan Linglin and Bai Yan's, but this cured meat is already flavorful. After stir-frying it a couple of times to bring out the oil, it becomes even more fragrant.
The tigers of the Silver Tiger Clan initially didn't think much of it, but when they saw the beastmen of the Azure Rock Tribe start cooking, they also brought their own dried meat and sat on the ground, tearing and gnawing at it vigorously.
A strange fragrance wafted from the opposite side, and the tigers couldn't sit still any longer.
Huwei was enjoying his meal when the aroma from across the table became too tempting; it was a scent he had never smelled before.
Tiger's hand slowly slowed down as he ate the jerky. Not only him, but the other tigers around him were also absentmindedly stuffing their jerky into their mouths, their eyes glancing at the tribe across the way from time to time.
"Little chieftain, their food smells so good!" A big tiger sniffed and said in a simple and honest way.
Huwei glared at the big tiger. "Don't call me Little Clan Chief, I'm not."
"It smells good, so what? We've never let you go hungry."
The big tiger received a glare, scratched its head dejectedly, and muttered under its breath, "But I've never tasted anything this delicious before..."
Huwei comforted himself, thinking that it just smelled good, but whether it tasted good or not was still uncertain!
Who knew that the aroma coming from the other side was becoming more and more tempting to Huwei? Huwei looked at the jerky in his hand and completely lost his appetite. He usually thought the jerky was quite delicious, but now, compared to the aroma from the other side, he felt like he couldn't even fit it in his mouth.
Unable to eat any more, Huwei simply put the dried meat back into his animal skin bag and trotted over. In the end, he gave in.
Seeing Huwei's actions, the other tigers also quickly dropped their jerky and ran over.
Then Xiong Fei and the other beastmen saw a group of large tigers rushing towards them, their faces somewhat ferocious.
Leopard instinctively became alert, transforming into its beast form and arching its hind legs, baring its teeth fiercely, "Woo—"
This is a warning to them not to go any further.
Upon seeing this, the tigers stood frozen in place, their faces filled with hesitation.
In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation of the food and stared longingly at Xiong Fei, or more accurately, at the slices of cured meat in the stone pot next to Xiong Fei.
Huwei, standing at the front, chuckled twice and rubbed his hands together. "Brother Xiong, what are you making? It smells so good!"