Chapter 193 Tribal Daily Life Map, Stew
Warren volunteered to be Lai and Seya's guide, and led them through the entire tribe in less than a morning.
This is indeed a very small tribe, with fewer than a hundred elves living here. They are all related by blood, so their relationships are very close.
There is a special fruit here, a precious tribute to the Elf King. The flowers that Lai and his companions saw when they first entered the tribe were the blossoms of this fruit.
It was because of this that the Yuan tribe interacted with the Elf Kingdom, making it more prosperous than other small tribes.
His success in Western Europe was inseparable from his efforts and the support of the entire tribe. From then on, the young people in the tribe took him as their role model and practiced archery diligently, which greatly enhanced the strength of the entire tribe.
Aside from archery, almost every elf in the tribe is skilled at tending fruit trees, and Valen says their fruit wine can fetch a very good price in human towns.
Valen has a very cheerful personality, which is a bit strange among elves, most of whom are quite aloof.
After obtaining permission from the elders, he told Ray and the others almost everything he knew.
Every elf in the tribe who saw Lai and his group would greet them, and some would even give them small snacks, such as dried fruit, honey, and the like.
Valen accepted all the gifts offered, which made Ray feel a little embarrassed.
The elves of the Abyss tribe are very friendly and do not object to caravans from all sides coming to exchange goods.
The morning passed by in such a lively and bustling manner, and Valen even took them to see their carriage.
The two horses were very well cared for, with an endless supply of hay. When they arrived, Lisa was grooming their manes.
They stayed in the cabin to rest in the afternoon. Valen wasn't supposed to come over, but he did anyway. He brought two jugs of fruit wine and, quite embarrassed, made his request to Ray.
“Mr. Victor, may I ask you to make the chestnut stewed bird again? I can’t forget the aroma from that day.”
Ray was a little surprised, but he still agreed. Valen was very happy to hear Ray's agreement.
In the world of foodies, there is nothing more joyful than eating delicious food.
"But do you have a pot and a red wild bird?"
"Yes! I'll go prepare them right now. Two will do."
"Can."
Valen went back to prepare, while Seyia looked at Lai with a hint of amusement.
“Lay, you’re even more popular than me. I’m so glad Valen discovered your culinary talent.”
Lei ignored Seymour's teasing.
"Did you get the map?"
"Okay, here you go."
Seya handed a parchment map to Laiyi. The map was very clear and well-marked, but it was all in Elvish, and he couldn't understand a single word.
"What's wrong?"
After taking the map, Seya immediately understood why Lai looked somewhat troubled.
“I can read it and I also know Common Language. I’ll translate it for you.”
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
It's rare to see Lei suffer a setback.
When Ryan first emerged from the egg, he spoke ancient Elvish. In fact, he might be able to understand Elvish script, but it would be inappropriate to disturb his rest over such a trivial matter.
According to Tata himself, he can understand some Elvish.
But the little monster is actually illiterate; he can understand what is spoken but not what is written. To him, words are just scribbles.
Tata explained that powerful monsters only need to be strong and beautiful enough; when fighting between beasts, strength matters!
Lei said, "Okay, okay, Beast is right."
Saya lay on the table, adding Common Language to the map with a dip pen. Her handwriting was beautiful and quite captivating. Ray had a vague feeling that Saya's identity might not be so simple.
"Mr. Victor, I've prepared the ingredients!"
Valen knocked and entered. After greeting Saiya, Ray followed him out, with a small white tail following behind.
He led Lai to his secret base, a small wooden cabin some distance from the tribe. Inside, it was fully equipped with various cooking utensils, all of which he had obtained by trading fruit wine with passing caravans.
There were two cleaned red rockbirds in the room, but their claws, heads, necks, and internal organs had been removed.
"Do you want to stew them all, or cook them using two different methods?"
"Can you make two kinds?"
Valen looked at Rae with starry eyes, full of anticipation, his gaze filled with adoration.
"Okay, I'll teach you how to do it, so you can make it for yourself in the future."
"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much!"
The chestnuts Warren prepared were excellent; Ray tried one and found they tasted even better than the ones he picked in the small mountain village. The red dates he prepared were also very large, showing that he had put a lot of thought into them.
But in the seasoning section, Ray only saw salt and some powders he didn't recognize.
He tasted a little bit; it was fragrant and slightly bitter, but he still couldn't recognize what it was. In the end, he could only identify it as chopped parsley.
Alright, let's just use our own seasonings.
Lai took out various seasonings from the pendant space one by one, finally taking out dried green beans, dried potatoes, and dried mushrooms. After thinking for a moment, he also took out a few wide rice noodles. Valen was stunned by what he saw.
"Mr. Victor, what is this?"
Valen picked up a noodle and asked, examining it from left to right. He was certain he had never seen such a translucent food before, long and crisp. How was it supposed to be eaten?
"These are homemade glass noodles. You can't buy them outside right now. I'll put them in the dish later so you can taste them."
"Uh-huh."
Valen nodded frantically, his face filled with undisguised adoration.
What about this one?
Warren picked up a dried green bean and smelled it; it smelled like dried vegetables.
"Dried cowpeas taste good in stews. That's dried potato; it doesn't have the same moist texture as fresh potatoes when stewed. You should recognize dried mushrooms, right?"
"I know! But what is a potato?"
"Potatoes are potatoes."
Valen was curious about everything, but Lai was patient enough to answer his questions. This was a way of thanking him for bringing Lai and the others to the Abyss tribe.
In addition to stewing the whole red rockbird, Lai plans to make a whole stew in an iron pot.
If the dough hadn't been under-proofed, he would have given Warren the steamed buns as well, so he could see what authentic Chinese cuisine was like.
The afternoon passed by cooking and exchanging culinary ideas with Warren, and both sides were very satisfied.
Shortly after Ray left, Valen sent him several kinds of fruit wine, supposedly from elves who had eaten Ray's stewed bird meat. This made Ray somewhat flattered.
After staying for one more day, Lai and his group will leave and continue their journey, unsure of what challenges await them in the future.
The night passed quickly, and I had another comfortable sleep.
The rattan beds woven from wood and vines by the Yuan tribe are very comfortable and are said to help with sleep.
That afternoon, just as Lei and Seymour were packing their things to leave, the accident happened.
A small team secretly approached the boundary marker not far from the Abyss Tribe. According to a reply from the patrolling elves, the group looked very much like the demons who had disappeared from the continent long ago.
The crisis has spread to the entire continent.
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