Chapter 7 Braised Pork
Being expelled from the tribe is a very severe punishment.
Once you leave the tribe, you can only wander. Wandering orcs are orcs abandoned by the Dragon God.
The priest is a being who can communicate with the dragon god and have his voice heard by heaven. He holds a highly respected status in the tribe, and sometimes even the chief has to listen to him.
It is very difficult to train priests. Small tribes do not have priests, and only large tribes have a priest.
The White Wolf Tribe is very fortunate to have a half-baked priest, but a half-baked priest is still a master.
After the priest said so, everyone lowered their heads and acted like ostriches, and no one dared to refute.
Priest: "Why are you still standing here? Go back quickly."
The Black Widow was unwilling and wanted to say something, but then she remembered that the priest could communicate with the Dragon God. To offend the priest would be to offend the Dragon God, so she decided to give up.
This priest is pretty good. Long Chen patted the priest on the shoulder and said, "You are very perceptive." This almost broke the priest's old bones.
Shi Yuan quickly pulled him away: "Be gentle, the priest can communicate with the Dragon God. If you hurt his body, the Dragon God will be angry and will bring down a punishment from heaven."
Long Chen looked at the priest in confusion, then turned to ask Shi Yuan: "When did it happen?" He was sure that he had never spoken a word to the old man.
"What and when?"
"Communicate with the Dragon God."
The priest heard their conversation and felt a little guilty. He said, "Only communicate with the Dragon God when there is something to talk to. Why bother the Dragon God when there is nothing to talk to."
Long Chen suddenly realized: "I'm quite curious about how you communicate with the Dragon God."
Hearing this, the priest's eyes lit up and he took Long Chen's hand: "Are you interested in being a priest? I will teach you how to communicate with the Dragon God, and you can come to our tribe to be a priest."
The priest is very old and his life span is coming to an end, but he has no successor yet.
The children in the tribe were too stupid. He trained batch after batch, but none of them were satisfactory.
Long Chen thanked him for the invitation: "Not interested." He didn't like talking to himself.
The priest was a little disappointed. It was such a pity because this guy looked very smart.
"What's that smell?" The priest twitched his nose and sniffed: "What a nice smell!"
"Tetrapod." Chu Ange said.
"Is the meat of the Terrorjaw Pig so delicious?" The priest had never eaten the Terrorjaw Pig either.
"It's not the smell of the terrier pig, it's the smell of braised pork." Chu Ange said.
"What animal is the braised pork from?" The priest was puzzled. Is there an animal he doesn't know?
Chu Ange glanced at the stone pot beside him.
The priest followed Chu Ange's gaze and looked at the stone pot next to him. The smell was coming from that stone pot.
The priest walked over and asked: "Is this the braised pork?"
Chu Ange nodded.
"It looks delicious." The priest stared at the pot of braised pork, salivating.
Chu Ange: "Then..."
The priest immediately responded: "If you want to keep me, I will force myself to eat something." Then he sat down impatiently.
There was quite a lot of braised pork, so Chu Ange served each of them a bowl.
The priest took a piece and put it in his mouth. It was soft, glutinous, and fragrant. His eyes lit up immediately, and then he shed a tear: "It's so delicious."
He was too old and his teeth were almost all gone. He could hardly chew meat and could only survive by eating plants.
He didn't know how long it had been since he had eaten meat.
The priest took another bite and was moved to tears by the delicious taste.
Shi Yuan was not much better: "What a miserable life I have lived these years."
Tu Yue buried her head in eating. You guys cry, cry, you guys cry yours, and she shows off hers.
In this short time, she finished a whole bowl.
Chu Ange was very pleased. This was the normal reaction of an orc. It must have opened a new door to his taste buds.
Only Long Chen was calm...
"Isn't it delicious?" Chu Ange asked him.
Long Chen nodded: "It's delicious."
"Then why are you so calm?"
Long Chen instantly shed a tear: "It's so delicious."
Chu Ange patted him on the shoulder and said, "This is the correct way to provide emotional value."
Long Chen: “Received!”
"What is this?" the priest asked in confusion, picking up a piece of potato.
Chu Ange turned his head and looked: "Potato. The round thing you gave me yesterday."
The priest was so frightened that his hands trembled and the potato fell into the bowl: "If you think I'm too old, just say so. There's no need to poison me."
"It's not poisonous. It will be non-toxic once it's cooked. It's also very delicious." As he said this, he picked up a piece of potato and put it in his mouth.
The priest ate a piece with some doubt, and his eyes lit up again: "It's soft and sticky, and very sweet."
When the priests returned after eating, Shi Yuan asked Long Chen if he could give some meat to the priests. Long Chen said, "It's for you. You can do whatever you want with it."
Shi Yuan gave the priest a piece of meat with alternating fat and lean parts, mostly fat. Chu Ange taught him how to make braised pork and gave him some spices.
There is still a lot of meat left, and the weather is hot, so if we don’t finish it, it might go bad.
Even so, Shiyuan was not so saintly as to take the initiative to distribute it to the people in the tribe.
Because of his leg injury, he has been bullied by Wolf Power over the years. Except for the priest, no one in the tribe has stood up to say a word for them.
But he felt bad if the meat went bad, so Shi Yuan looked at Chu Ange and asked, "How about cooking another pot?"
Chu Ange looked at his round belly and smiled: "It won't go bad. I have a way to store it."
"Go find some cypress trees and we'll smoke them into bacon and stuff them into sausages. We can store them for half a year."
"Half a year! Is it still edible?" Shi Yuan couldn't believe it.
Long Chen: "I believe you."
Chu Ange nodded to him.
Chu Ange: "But smoking bacon requires a lot of salt, and we don't seem to have enough salt."
Shi Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Lang Li does have a lot of salt, but he definitely won't give it to us."
Long Chen: "No way, I'll be back soon."
Shi Yuan chased after him and said, "He has honey there." After thinking for a moment, he added, "Ange has loved eating it since he was a child."
"No problem." Long Chen left after saying this.
After Long Chen left, Shi Yuan smiled and hugged Tu Yue, kissed her on the face, then held Chu Ange's face and kissed her forehead.
"Baby, you're right. Keeping a happy mood is indeed conducive to the recovery of the wound. Now I don't feel any pain at all."
"I used to be so kind and lived like a dog. Now I see my son-in-law scolding people, and I feel much happier." Inferiority complex hurts oneself, and unbelief hurts others.
In the center of the tribe, there was a roar from Langli: "Robber, you stole so much salt from me, the Dragon God will punish you."
Long Chen: "The only one who can punish me is my father, but unfortunately he is not here."
Long Chen took a jar of salt and walked two steps before stopping: "Don't look for the Dragon God for no reason. If you annoy the Dragon God, you will be the first one to be abandoned."
The Dragon God can't take care of himself, and his dragon clan is almost extinct, so why would he care about your trivial matters?
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