Upon hearing that there was food, the chieftain, shameless as ever, strode inside and sat down next to the wolf king.

Yang Yun filled a bowl to the brim with dumplings, and also prepared a condiment bowl, which he handed to the chief along with chopsticks.

The chief, imitating the others, awkwardly picked up a dumpling with chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce, and put it in his mouth.

Chewing it, my mouth was filled with fragrance; the tender mushrooms, combined with fresh lean meat, were incredibly delicious.

It also has a stimulating aroma, a mellow taste, and a lingering aftertaste.

Soon, the bowls of the group were emptied.

After finishing the meal, drink a big bowl of noodle soup; even the beast god wouldn't trade that taste.

After eating and drinking his fill, the chief sat lazily on the stool, almost forgetting the purpose of his visit.

He looked at Shengxia, increasingly satisfied with this female.

He hesitated before speaking, "Shengxia, could you teach your people how to eat that kind of flour?"

The flour has been distributed, but no one will eat it in a few days.

A lot was wasted, and the chief felt bad about it, but he had no choice but to swallow his pride and go to ask for advice.

Moved by the chief's selfless act of serving the people, Sheng Xia agreed without hesitation: "No problem, there are many ways to make noodles..."

She shared all her knowledge without reservation, teaching everyone how to make various kinds of noodles, especially the kind of porridge suitable for toddlers and the elderly.

The chief's eyes grew brighter as he listened, his voice booming, his face beaming with joy and excitement.

"Summer, you've been a huge help! Haha, with this method, we can have a great snow season this year."

The chief returned laden with spoils, his solemn face beaming with pride, his eyes and brows radiating joy.