Chapter 511 - Making Starch Noodles (1) (1/2)

Winston then dug up other colored stone fruits from the vicinity.

Through Bai Qingqing’s observations, she noticed that the leaves of the bushes that had purple bark gave off a purple color, those that had red bark emitted a red color, while those with green bark emitted an intense green color. The bush that the yellow stone fruits grew from was the sturdiest.

After digging up a small bag of them, Winston carried Bai Qingqing and headed back.

The stone fruits that Parker cooked had a nice fragrance drifting out by now, and several beastmen crowded around in the direction of the wind flow.

It was now widely-known that the newcomers who had just moved in were good at cooking. Each time they came up with new stuff, young beastmen would come over to peep, then imitated them to cook for the females they liked.

Bai Qingqing jumped down from Winston’s arms and shook her legs. Thankfully, her boots were tied tightly together, and the snow hadn’t fallen into her shoes.

Parker quickly asked, “Are your feet cold? I’ll warm them up for you.”

“It’s fine. They are plenty warm.” Bai Qingqing jogged up to the fire, took a look at the stone pot, and said, “They should be ready.”

“Have a taste.” Parker opened up the lid, and white steam gushed out. After the steam dissipated, a pot of colorful boiled stone fruits could be seen.

Bai Qingqing took a whiff, then poked a yellow stone fruit with a branch, blowing at it while eating. She then felt relaxed as if she had just put down a heavy burden.

“Thank goodness, thank goodness, the taste is the same.”

Parker also poked one up and had a taste, feeling that it was very tasteless. When he saw how happy Bai Qingqing was, he really couldn’t understand the omnivorous beastmen’s sense of taste.

After finishing a stone fruit, Bai Qingqing walked up to the tree and took out the hotpot that they had cooked in the morning.

“It’s just nice that it’s time for food. I’m thinking of adding stone fruits into the pot to cook. Parker, help me bring it up. It’s so heavy!”

Parker brought down the cooked stone fruits. Before he could walk over, Winston had picked up the pot for her.

“Thanks.”

Winston threw her a glance and then placed the pot on the simple stove.