Chapter 300 - The Ape King’s Mate (1/2)

A pot of noodle soup was only enough to distribute to fifty plus people, so she had to cook six to seven pots at least.

Standing next to the fire, Bai Qingqing was covered in sweat. Heart aching for her, Parker chased her away and took over the cooking. None of the remaining females were annoyed by the waiting. Though they were anxious, they waited patiently.

Parker, who was even more skilled in the culinary arts than Bai Qingqing, cooked two pots at one go. Not only did he not appear flustered at all, but the soup he concocted was also even more alluring and was ready in a shorter time.

After the females finished eating, none of them left. Instead, they would rather steam in this sauna-like place on such a hot day, just so that they could greedily sniff the aroma in the air.

Winston acted according to Bai Qingqing’s instructions and retrieved three bags of flour out. He announced, “These are dried wild grain powder. We call it ‘flour’. All of you may wash your stone mortar and collect some to bring back. When it comes time for planting next year, you may also come here to collect wild grain seeds from me.”

The two remaining bags of flour were enough for Bai Qingqing to consume for a year.

“Great!”

“With the seeds, we can eat much more next year!”

The females cheered enthusiastically in the main hall.

Under Curtis’s accompaniment, Bai Qingqing took a shower in the river and played with her little snakes for a good while. After the beastmen left, only then did they return to the main hall.

Parker was cooking a new batch of noodle soup—this time for the females of the royal families. Not only was there more meat tossed in, but there was also the addition of fungus, mushrooms, green vegetables, and bird’s egg. The soup looked colorful and alluring.

Once Bai Qingqing came in, she was given a big bowl.

“You must be hungry. I saw you swallowing your saliva just now. Take this upstairs and eat, it’s hot down here,” Parker said as he handed the bowl to her.

Bai Qingqing took the bowl from him and, after sniffing it, said with a smile, “The ape king’s mate belongs to the ape tribe too, doesn’t she? She must like vegetables more than the other females. Give her more vegetables.”

She was clearly saying something nice, yet the ape beastman who came to collect the food sensed malicious intent from her for some reason.

As she blew at the noodle soup, Bai Qingqing thought: The fruits should be ripe now, eh? Next, I should try to make fruit wine.

She was just an ordinary high school student with no skills. If she had to claim something as an accomplishment, it would be fermenting grape wine—even without yeast, she would succeed in doing so.