"Two shell coins for one bowl, and a basin is five bowls' worth, so it's ten shell coins." A hint of secret joy flashed in Mao Ning's eyes, and his hands moved much faster.

"So many? Why don't you just rob them!"

This much amount of shell money is almost as much as the price of salt!

Suddenly, a hairy ear sprouted from the top of the male's head, its tips pointing backward, and he looked on incredulously.

Shengxia, who had been watching from that direction, brightened up.

Airplane ears!

Cats' airplane ears are so cute!

"Mom, do you think they'll buy it?" Yang Yuan blinked her clear eyes, tilted her head, and asked softly.

"Yes, I will." Sheng Xia smiled and said firmly.

No orc can resist spicy noodles!

Even if the male is reluctant to eat it, he will still buy it for his mate.

Most importantly, food is precious, and vermicelli, which can be preserved for an entire snow season, is even harder to buy.

"We don't steal. You can buy it or leave if you don't want to. We at Yafatu never force anyone. This is food that can be preserved for a whole snow season and flower season."

Xiong Qi peeked out from behind Mao Ning, looking at the male with clear, innocent eyes, and explained earnestly.

The snake smiled without saying a word, Mao Ning's expression remained unchanged, and the other beastmen were all busy with their own things, paying no attention to how shocking their words were.

What!??

Can a snow lotus and its blooming season be preserved?

What kind of food can be preserved for so long... No wonder it smells so good, it must be good stuff!

Seeing that they didn't try to stop him after they finished speaking, the orc's face stiffened: "Hey, no, I didn't say I wouldn't buy any, give me one!"

It smells so good, I can hardly resist.

It can be preserved for so long, and two shell coins for a bowl is not expensive at all.

Is it the Yafatu tribe?

I wonder how far it is from here...

He reached into his pocket and rummaged around for a while, until a small bag fell to the ground with a "clatter" from his leaky sleeve.

He picked them up as usual, then squatted down and carefully opened the small animal skin bag, taking out two, then two more... a total of five times.

Upon seeing this, the beastmen of Yafatu grimaced and took a step back: "Eek!"

Were they always like this, so unbearable to look at?

Thinking back to that time, and looking at myself now, so adept at adding and subtracting numbers up to one hundred, I can't help but look at Shengxia with gratitude.

My respect for her grew even stronger.

Without the Great Shaman, they wouldn't be where they are today!

Mao Ning's eyes were focused on the bubbling water in the pot, and he seemed to see the groups of beastmen sitting in the classroom with a strong thirst for knowledge.

After a long while, he smiled, the corners of his lips curving upwards.

The wind howled past, snapping off a branch from a nearby tree, which then crashed straight down onto the churning pot.

The orcs from the Cat Tribe who were far away couldn't bear to look and closed their eyes, feeling sorry for the food that was about to be cooked.

At the same time, Hu Xue teleported over, grabbed the thick branch with both hands, gently broke it, and casually stuffed it into the bottom of the pot.

Jiao Su narrowed her golden eyes slightly, and with a flick of her fingertips, released blue bubbles to form a barrier around the stove.

The male Yafatu was used to it and only glanced at it curiously, but the orcs of the Cat Tribe, who had never seen the world, were not calm.

Their mouths involuntarily formed an "O" shape, and their jaws seemed dislocated, remaining closed for a long time.

Everyone was astonished.

"Which tribe of orcs are these? They're so fast."

"You don't know this, do you? That's not speed, it's a superpower." No matter how fast you are, you can't just flash by like a gust of wind.

"My God, they all have superpowers!"

"..."

The cat tribe beastmen, who had been watching the spectacle, were now in an uproar. A pair of cold eyes stared intently at the large pot, and the beastman thoughtfully stroked his chin.

"Can food be preserved for that long?"

When the gaze shifted to the male squatting on the ground, he was completely unaffected. He counted the ten coins repeatedly in pairs, making sure there were no problems, before handing them to Maoning.

"Ten cowrie shells for you, see how amazing I am? I'm the smartest and fastest math whiz in our tribe."

Ya Fatu's male companions: "..."

The beasts of the Cat Tribe stood tall, their faces beaming with pride.

Mao Ning nodded, took the coins, and handed over a bowl of seasoned vermicelli: "Hmm, that's good. Here, the food is ready."

"Okay~" The male rubbed his hands together, eagerly took the chopsticks, and looked at them with a puzzled expression.

Not understanding what it was, I simply picked up the chopsticks and sucked on the red stuff. My mouth felt like it was on fire, and the aftertaste was strange yet delicious.

He couldn't resist sticking out his tongue and licking it, quickly finishing the entire chopstick...

"This is so delicious! I, Mao Ni, have never eaten such delicious food in my life! It's so good!"

In the height of summer, she watched the scene with a cheerful expression, and after hearing the male repeat "delicious" countless times like a broken record, she smiled knowingly.

She knew that in the food-scarce beast world, people would fall in love with spicy noodles, and a bowl of it during the cold snowy season would warm them up from head to toe.

The male threw down his chopsticks, buried his head in the food, and started slurping and eating with both his hands and mouth, not caring about the heat.

As she ate, her pace gradually slowed, and glistening tears, like beads from a broken string, dripped into her bowl in a continuous stream...

"What's wrong? Is it not tasty?" A beastman from the cat tribe took two steps closer, squatted down, and looked at him curiously.

“I knew it, it’s so expensive it’s definitely a scam to rip off the orcs, it just smells good.” Another male walked over indignantly.

"That's right, refund the coins!"

Someone shouted, and everyone stood behind the weeping male, their faces contorted with rage, glaring at the beastmen outside.

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