Chapter 439
The snow wolves set out to return to their respective tribes with the good news. Before these snow werewolf tribes arrived, the Xilen caravan first arrived at the territory of the Heitu tribe.
This time, Loft was familiar with the place and found an open space near a water source to camp. The scale of the trip was larger than the last time when he sent cows to the Black Map Tribe. He had traded a lot of magic cores, animal skins and other things along the way.
Old Jack brought his young apprentice Tashi, and with his white beard raised, he happily directed the servants to move things for him, and specially picked out the gifts for Yu Sui. He planned to visit the Heitu tribe.
"Hey, Uncle Jack, don't be anxious. Aren't you tired from all this traveling? Can your body handle all this running around? At least take a break. The Black Map Tribe already knows we're here, and someone will surely be here soon."
Lovett tried to persuade him earnestly. He didn't want Old Jack to go to a place full of orcs. It was too unsafe. Not to mention that it affected his food supply. This was Grand Duke Link's most trusted and capable chef. He also called him uncle. If something really happened, it would be a big trouble.
It's not that he doesn't trust the young chief, but other orcs are probably not as gentle as him. Loft has been walking on this continent for many years, and the orcs' attitude towards them is also very cold. If it weren't for the exchange of daily necessities, they would definitely not let humans get close.
The Xilen caravan was always very prudent. No matter which tribe they went to, they would choose to camp a few kilometers away from the other tribe, ensuring that they were in the other tribe's territory but not too close.
Not to mention taking the initiative to visit the tribe. This is the first time in all these years, so it’s no wonder he stopped her.
Old Jack pushed him aside impatiently, "Alright, alright, your ears are about to get calluses. How can this place be the same as other orc tribes? Their young chief and I have already agreed that this time we come here to exchange cooking skills. If you stop me again, you can eat the food cooked by others."
After that, he ignored Loft's bitter face and said to Zhaxi, "Go and carry those sweet potatoes over here. Don't forget them."
Alas, he fell out of favor again. Zhaxi hung his head and went to get the things as the teacher told him.
Last time, the young patriarch brought a mouthful of sweet potatoes. After his teacher went back, he collected many big, plump and sweet sweet potatoes and kept them, waiting to give them to the other party this time.
During the days since he returned, he would brag to everyone he met about the emergence of a great chef among the Snow Wolf people, and his tone was so proud as if the young patriarch was his apprentice. The more Zhaxi thought about it, the more jealous he felt.
Old Jack was still excited. After returning, he rarely went out and devoted himself to researching new recipes in the luxurious kitchen prepared for him by the Grand Duke.
The two methods of steaming and stir-frying bring about brand new recipes, especially the methods of dim sum, which have increased several times.
The snacks baked in the oven are delicious, but the taste and texture of steamed ones are different. He has been trying them tirelessly these days, making Grand Duke Link smile from ear to ear.
When several chef friends came to visit, they tasted his newly made desserts and dishes. Although they were very familiar with each other, they could tell the difference right away. It’s okay for him to create a few new dishes occasionally, but who can make dozens of new dishes in such a short time? You can tell that he must have learned it from somewhere!
Old Jack proudly told a few people about his encounter with the snow werewolf who was very good at cooking. Over the years, he had traveled to the Fantasy Continent countless times to obtain new ingredients and new recipes, but he had never gained anything. He did find a lot of new ingredients, but the orcs did not give him any inspiration. After all, the orcs were still in the barbaric era.
He originally wanted to discuss cooking skills with the elves, but the Xilen caravan did not have the right to enter the elves' territory, and the dwarves still learned cooking skills from humans, so he never gained anything.
His friends always teased him about wasting his time, sailing at such an old age, and even going to the barbaric orc continent, and he would definitely not find any inspiration. But this year, good things really happened for old Jack.
It would be a lie to say that I'm not envious. Unfortunately, these old friends are in a different situation from Old Jack. Old Jack has been obsessed with cooking for so many years. He has never married or had children, nor has he opened any restaurants, let alone a dessert shop. If you want to eat what he cooks, the only options are to come to Grand Duke Link's place or attend banquets in the royal palace.
These old friends have wives and daughters, and they have opened many restaurants to ensure the prosperity of their families. These are all burdens, and they cannot set sail as easily as old Jack.
After feeling proud, Old Jack's favorability towards the year-old naturally soared. He had always admired this snow werewolf, and now it was even more so.
Yu Sui was very happy when he heard the news. In addition to the idea of wholesale "specialties" to the Xilen caravan, he also missed old Jack who gave him many snack recipes.
He also had a good impression of Loft and others. Businessmen are profit-driven, and although Loft is the same, he is a man with his own principles. This is enough to make Yu Sui look at him differently.
Moreover, his own tribe actually exchanged a lot of supplies and gold coins with the Xilen caravan using white wine, which could be regarded as Yu Sui's first pot of gold. Of course, Yu Sui had a very good impression of them.
He was just about to pack up and go to greet them, but Old Jack arrived first with Tashi and the mercenaries who were carrying things.
Today, Yu Sui was rubbing corn kernels with his tribesmen in the square. When he heard the warrior talking about the coming of the Xilen caravan, he first rubbed the pile of corn off in front of him. When he was about to leave, the snow werewolf and a few others came over.
The humans in the other world tend to have more Western personalities. Old Jack opened his arms and hugged Yu Sui the first thing he did when he came over.
Fortunately, Yu Sui used a cleaning technique first, so as not to be disrespectful.
"You're here! Great, let's go inside and talk."
The square was right next to the cafeteria and very close to Yu Sui's home. He took over the things that Zhaxi was carrying, carried them easily, and walked in front to lead the way.
Maomao and a few little snow wolves were playing with corn nearby, and when they saw this, they followed.
Old Jack was relatively calm, but Zhaxi couldn't help it and secretly turned his head to look around.
In the human world, he was considered very tall, but in the Snow Werewolf Tribe, there were many who were a head or two taller than him...
He couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Some small orcs passed by, some about the same size as him, and some a little shorter than him. Zhaxi felt strangely a little more balanced.
He had come here with the Xilen caravan before and had seen many orcs, but he had never observed them from such a close distance and surrounded by so many orcs.
There were also furry orc cubs running under his feet, which made his hands itch and he really wanted to touch the smooth and shiny fur.
The Black Map Tribe completely broke his prejudice against the Orc Tribe. The neatly-arranged houses were even more beautiful than those in the human world.
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