A gentle breeze blows by, bringing a touch of tenderness.

Yang Yun's eyes warmed, and she looked down at the dried meat she had just taken out of her hand. She smiled and then put it back.

Halfway through receiving the meat, a hand suddenly reached out and snatched it away: "Haha, I knew you had food on you, little sheep. You said you didn't."

Yang Yun blushed, determined to win back her luck: "Qingmu, I told you not to call me Little Sheep."

That's Xiaxia's special nickname.

"I'll call you that, I'll call you that, little lamb, nyah nyah nyah..." Aoki ran around Shengxia in circles with jerky in his hand, not forgetting to put a piece in her mouth when he faced her.

The warmth on this side contrasted sharply with the tense atmosphere on the other, and Wolf King looked ahead with worry in his eyes.

Shengxia noticed his condition immediately and looked ahead. She was shocked by what she saw.

A group of orcs surrounded Mao Ning and his companions, not saying a word, just staring at them angrily, which was quite frightening.

She frowned slightly, turned to look at Wolf King, and said in a sweet voice with a hint of worry, "Wolf King, why don't you go and take a look?"

Just as he was about to speak, Sheng Xia decisively said, "Su Su and the others are here, it's safe. You should go quickly."

Those who came out together, we will bring back without missing a single one.

They have the ability to protect themselves and their people; we can't just stand by and watch.

"Alright, I'll be right back." Without further ado, the Wolf King stepped forward and gently touched Sheng Xia's cheek before transforming into a silver wolf and leaping towards the pack.

As the aura of the strong spread, the beastmen of the Cat Tribe felt as if a huge rock was pressing on their hearts, and they instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Wolf King, knowing when to stop, stood side by side with Cat Ning and gently asked the male who was crying earnestly, "..."

"Mao Ni, isn't this food good?"

He had just heard the name "Mao Ni" from another beast.

The gentle, pleasant voice was like a refreshing breeze blowing into Mao Ni's heart, pulling him back from his sorrowful state. He subconsciously replied,

"It's delicious!"

Realizing what was happening, he looked at the group of tribesmen who had surrounded him with a bewildered expression: "Why aren't you lining up? What are you all doing, crowding around me like this?"

After saying that, he blew a snot bubble... which froze into an ice sculpture the moment it came out.

Orcs: Eek!

"Why are you crying so hard? If it doesn't taste good, why are you crying? We thought it was poisoned..."

A boy with big eyes looked at Wolf King with a wronged expression and complained to Cat.

Mao Ni wiped the sweat from his brow, tilted his head back, and flicked away the small, icy ball hanging from the tip of his nose.

"No, you've misunderstood. It was delicious, so delicious! After eating it, I felt like my body was on fire, so warm..."

He paused for a moment, then said sorrowfully, "Waaah... If we had had this food a few days earlier, my father Yu Feng wouldn't have frozen to death... It was so warm..."

He ate very quickly, finishing everything in his bowl in no time. He then licked his lips clean and licked the bowl spotless.

warm?

Can food really warm you up?

The orcs of the Cat Tribe looked at the pot with some surprise. They had never seen anything like it before, being cooked in water.

People usually eat grilled meat.

A cat-eared boy muttered, "Would boiling it in water make it warmer?" But they couldn't afford a clay pot.

Stone pots are prone to splattering, and if they do, they can contaminate the food. Males don't seem to mind, but females sometimes find the food dirty.

Mao Ning remained calm and methodically directed everyone to take the things off their backs.

"Take everything down, and have the two orcs set it out to sell in a row. Xiong Qi can stay here to tend the fire."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone quickly got to work.

Before going up the cliff, everyone had already carried some things with them, so it would be convenient to take them out now without revealing their spatial abilities.

In no time, a small area was filled with them.

Immediately afterwards, Maoning, seeing the shocked males of the cat tribe, pointed to the pot.

"Those who want to buy, please line up here in order. First come, first served. Once it's done, it's gone."

What? That's it? That's it?

Hurry up and line up!

Soon, a long queue formed at the location designated by Mao Ning, with everyone whispering and eagerly waiting.

Those with partners wanted to buy it for their partners, while those without partners, hearing that it could be stored for so long, also lined up to follow suit...

The scene was unusually lively.

The snake-like witch doctor gave Mao Ning an approving look, then turned around and began to explain the goods.

"This is salt we made. It has no impurities and no bitter taste. It's good for the health of females and cubs."

Without Xiaxia, he would never have known that seawater could be salted by doing that.

Can people who aren't from the sea make their own salt?

Upon hearing Shehan's words, everyone's eyes widened instantly, their pupils almost popping out of their glasses, their mouths gaped open, and some of the orcs even had their nostrils flared out...

The muscles in his face stiffened from the sudden impact...

Sheng Xia's almond-shaped eyes curved into a smile as she looked down at Yang Yuan, raising an eyebrow: "See, Mother was right, wasn't she?"

"Mom is amazing!" the three children exclaimed in unison.

Snake Han's introduction was still going on. He walked to the next makeshift stall, pointed to the bright red sweater, and said with a smile,

"This is called a sweater. It is made from the thick fur of wild animals. It is very soft and warm, and it is very popular among the females in our tribe."

Upon hearing She Han's introduction, the group of males' eyes lit up and they stepped forward, their breathing becoming somewhat rapid.

"How many shell coins? I'll buy it!"

"I want one too! I want one too!"

“I’ll buy one too, my Yun’er just happens to need a new outfit.”

"..."

Soon, the sweater stall was surrounded by orcs, and a brown-haired boy with short hair from Yafatu grinned and took out a leather bag, ready to collect shell coins at any moment.

Upon seeing this, Shengxia's eyes lit up.

"You brought the right clothes."

The clothes people wear during the snow season are simple and rough, with only simple cutting to cut the fur into a shape that roughly fits the body.

Finally, bone needles and animal tendons or certain sturdy rushes are used as thread to sew the garment together. The resulting clothes are very sturdy, but they are also drafty.

The comfort level only improved dramatically after sweaters were introduced.

This one-of-a-kind sweater from the Beast World series is sure to have a great market!

"Sister Xiaxia, should we put our things out to sell now?" Xingmu's clear blue eyes unconsciously smiled as he looked at Shengxia.