"Mm!" Dong Chi nodded emphatically, then looked longingly at Si Yan's pot.

Nan Mo was the same; her two big eyes were almost embedded in her pot.

"You've worked hard, my little ones."

After Si Yan put the two babies down, she opened the pot lid.

The fragrant aroma of meat became even stronger, spreading instantly.

More snake-beastmen were attracted and gathered around.

Si Yan's pot didn't contain thousands of portions, but it was enough for most of the orcs in front of her to get some.

"You all scoop out a bowl, line up, and each of you get a spoonful," Si Yan called out.

So the cold-blooded serpent beastmen all obediently lined up.

Dong Chi and Nan Mo stood at the front of the line, carrying their wooden bowls. When the people behind them saw Dong Chi and Nan Mo's bowls, some casually found a stone and carved out a bowl, while others found a piece of wood and carved out a bowl.

Si Yan used a large wooden ladle to stir the stewed meat, and then scooped a large piece of meat for Dong Chi and Nan Mo each.

Dong Chi and Nan Mo happily went to eat the meat they got.

This made the cold-blooded serpent beastmen behind them even more eager.

Next, Snake Shadow also got his turn for stewed meat. Fox Gray was ecstatic. Luckily, he came over to check and was also fortunate enough to get his turn for meat.

Tyson also got a meat platter.

What surprised Si Yan the most was that the dark purple, cold-blooded snake beastman who never ate cooked food stood in front of her, wearing an animal skin veil and carrying a large basin, with a cold expression.

Si Yan looked at the large basin in his hand.

Si Yan: "..."

Her hands didn't shake, and she scooped up half a basin for him.