Sunlight shines through the white walls of the yurt, keeping the interior space from being lifeless. The gray-robed man sat cross-legged in the corner of the room with his hands bowed, his breath deep and long, his back in a cycle of straightening and bending in his breath, as if in deep meditation. But in fact, the man's eyes are not completely closed, and there is still a glimmer of light in his eyes between the seemingly closed and unclosed, so that he has not completely cut off the connection with the outside world.

The same is true of another living being in the room, a black cat. It slouched in the strongest sunlight, curled up in a ball, and seemed to have fallen into a complete slumber, only the occasional fluttering of its ears proved that it was not completely distracted from its surroundings like a man.

"Do you think it's a good idea to let that woman go out with them?" the lazy cat suddenly spoke, and there was a clarity in those open eyes that the beast did not have.

The man sitting cross-legged raised his eyelids slightly, and the eyebrow of his left eye was slightly raised, "Anyway, Nuisa is the one who knows this place the most. With her to follow, you can save a lot of unnecessary trouble. Moreover, there are times when actions reveal much more than words. If you really doubt her, you should let her practice her ideas and wait for her intentions to be revealed before making judgments. Believe me, it's a lot more efficient than asking. ”

"If only you can intervene before what she's doing has a real impact. Otherwise you're just waiting for her to take us into a place we don't want to go. Also, I hope they will come back soon with food, I'm hungry and want to eat people. The black cat glared at the gray-robed man in an unkind tone, obviously not satisfied with his answer.

"Gurr!" the churning soup rattles in the iron pot, spreading the aroma contained in the cauldron into the air and turning it into the best sale. The muddy but thick soup and the floating pieces of meat and bones in it attract all who pass by the stalls, especially those who have just come out of a long life in the wilderness and are hungry.

For a steppe person, the aroma of beef and mutton is engraved in his bones, and all other foods are like an expedient measure to perfunctory his mouth, and only these two things can relieve the real hunger in their hearts. Of course, this hunger was not unique to the falconer, and the expressions on Lothar and Atta's faces when they smelled the scent of the pot were no better than those of Batu, but they both resisted it.

Nuisa, who was at the front of the line, with a veil over her face and a hat on her head, had to stop. She was in a very depressed mood right now, especially after the events of last night, and she had an instinctive resistance to the meat. But she also knew that food was no longer a nice-to-have, and that the team was in dire need of external encouragement to recover mentally and physically from exhaustion, and that there was nothing better than meat.

"Two bowls of beef, one bowl of lamb, one bowl of broth. The wolf lord's daughter walked over to the pot and addressed the stall owner, then took a few coins from her clothes. These coins had been picked up by the intelligence merchant the previous night, and although Nuisa still had a few items on his own that could be used as coins, it was easy to reveal his identity and a staggering waste. As for why these possessions were given to Nuisa for safekeeping and use, it was actually very simple, Lothar and Atta did not understand the monetary system of the steppe at all, and Batu's concept of coins was also different from the people here because of their origins in the Antelope Tribe. The only one who can use these coins smoothly and not be deceived is Nuisa.

"Okay, the guests sit down first, and the things will be served immediately. The owner of the stall pointed to the tables and chairs beside him heartily, and he even put a white cloth on top of them to block the sun.

The four of them quickly sat down, with different degrees of expectant expressions on their faces. Compared to Lothar and Atta, who were curious about the food of the steppe people, the most excited of them was actually Batu, a young man who had already experienced a lot of things, rubbing his hands, and his face was already flushed.

"If I remember correctly, your staple food should be beef and mutton, why are you so excited?" the Count asked, curious about the state of his companion.

"That's right, most of our food sources are cattle and sheep. It is precisely in this way that we know the value of cattle and sheep. Batu replied quickly, wiping the saliva from his mouth with his sleeve, "In my tribe, livestock are slaughtered in large quantities only on major festivals or when ceremonies are to be performed. And in order to save food, we mostly choose to dry and grill it, and cooking meat with water is luxurious and time-consuming, because it requires the use of spices. In addition, baked food can be stored for a longer period of time because it has no moisture, and it does not need to be reheated if there is no condition to eat it. But boiled food spoils quickly in hot weather and is easy to waste if not eaten in time. ”

Eating is an inevitable need for people who live there, and no matter what era or environment they live in, people will always have preferences and pursuits for the taste of food. The desire to eat, the desire for food, this is the instinct of human beings as living beings, and it has also contributed to the development of human society to some extent. Looking at Batu, who was energetic when talking about food, Lothar and Atta's mood was also driven to be happy, and the long-term monotonous food type was a kind of torture for everyone.

"Your beef and mutton and broth, the cakes are freshly made in the morning, and a few of them are hot. The bowl was half the size of a head, and the pieces of meat in it looked like they were full of meat in addition to the soup, and the shop gave everyone an extra piece of bread. Simply cooked food has an irresistible aroma. Lothar and Atta eat beef, while Batu eats mutton, because for those who are not used to eating mutton, mutton has a foul smell, and Nuisa's care can be seen here.

At the moment of eating, several people did not speak again, although they felt somewhat guilty for the two companions left behind, but eating the food in front of them first to regain their energy is the best contribution to the team, isn't it? It was at this time that the small shop welcomed its second batch of customers.

"Two big bowls of beef!" the two men dressed as merchants sat down on the table next to a few people, chatting casually before the food was served, "Have you heard? The sons of the wolf lord seem to use fire to distribute the property, and the ceremony is just a few days away..."