Crocodile Lyle blushed, but still turned his back to the orc who was talking to him very cautiously.

While snoring and drinking the pimple soup, he didn't forget to reply.

"You care about me, who told you not to find a bigger hard fruit just now?"

The orc's face is black, is it because I don't want to look for it?

Isn't Lao Tzu afraid that he will come back late and even have some scum left?

The orc approached Lyle the crocodile, grinning and licking his face.

"You see that my hard husk is so small, it's not more than half of yours, why don't you share it with me?"

Crocodile Lyle stood up with his hard fruit shell on his face, defensive.

"Don't come to this, do you think I didn't see it? You've just eaten it twice? ”

After that, he didn't care about the heat, so he raised his head and poured all the remaining pimple soup into his mouth.

Seeing that Crocodile Lyle was burned to the point of grinning, the orc snorted, his eyes full of envy.

Let's not talk about the open and secret fight of the orcs here for the pimple soup,

At this time, on the platform, the whale sacrifice and the python sacrifice took the lead, and each beast ate two bowls.

But these two bowls are barely half full for the orcs.

But the taste of the pimple soup made the two priests want to swallow their tongues.

It's a taste they've always tried.

Not to mention the whale sacrifice, when he went to the Watson tribe camp before, he also ate the food of the Watson tribe.

The python sacrifice was really circled by this pimple soup.

He licked the little soup that came out of the side of the bowl with a savory taste.

"Ji Nuan Witch Doctor, this kind of food from your tribe is really delicious, it's just a pity that our Water Tribe Orcs can't use fire, hey..."

His face was full of regret, which showed that he really loved this pimple soup very much.

And there was also a deep meaning in his eyes, thinking of the question of exchanging food with them that the whale sacrifice had said before.

Ji Nuan knew that this sacrificial lord was afraid that he could also think of solving the problem of female food.

Ji Nuan took out a packet of stinky fruit powder wrapped in large leaves from Xiuyan's back basket.

It was spread out in front of the two sacrifices, revealing the yellowish powder inside.

"This is stinky fruit powder, which is called flour in our tribe, and the pimple soup just now is just the easiest way to make flour, and we can also use flour to make many different foods."

The whale sacrifice's eyes lit up: "Is the steamed bun you ate last time in your tribe also made of flour?" ”

Ji Nuan nodded: "Yes, it is also made of flour, but ordinary beasts can't make steamed buns." ”

Of course, steamed buns are simple, but since they are the food that will be exchanged in the future, wouldn't it be a loss if they are easy to make?

The aftertaste of the whale sacrifice's face: "The food called steamed bun is really amazing, it is fluffy and soft, slightly sweet when eaten alone, and with the stir-fried vegetables of your tribe, it will be another taste." ”

As he spoke, he swallowed his saliva.

And the python sacrifice beside him also stared at the eyes of the priest, and Ji Nuan seemed to see his ears unconsciously stretched a little.

"Originally, I could have asked the tribesmen to give you a few simple ways to make food from flour, but if you water tribes can't use fire, then there's no way."

A touch of regret also appeared on the faces of the two priests.

"Then let's exchange it for the good food."