Chapter 53 Old Friend
Jian Mo’s family had too many sausages, and it would be a pity to leave them at home and let them go bad.
They finally decided to carry them to the Mengshui tribe and exchange them with the people of the Mengshui tribe.
The sausages were their family’s private property, and they would go to exchange them themselves.
The two finally decided to take the flying wing beast with them.
The flying wing beast could fly high and carry more, so it could fly to the Mengshui tribe faster, which was more convenient than Wu Jiong carrying the sausages.
On the day of the official departure, early in the morning, Jian Mo gave the flying wing beast a whole bowl of sausages for breakfast, and also paired it with the whey left over from making cheese with the milk of the tutti beast and dried moss, so that it had a delicious meal.
The flying wing beast sang while eating breakfast, and it seemed that it was very satisfied with the meal.
Even though it was full, when Jian Mo and Wu Jiong put the sausage on its back, it couldn't help but blink its big black eyes and look back, its nose twitching slightly, and saliva dripping from both sides of its mouth.
Jian Mo patted its fat butt lightly: "Why are you so useless?"
The flying winged beast: "Hmm."
Jian Mo had no choice but to grab another handful of sausage and pass it to the flying winged beast's mouth: "Hold it and eat it slowly, there will be no more after you finish it."
The flying winged beast became happy again, rubbing its head against Jian Mo with a "chi chi chi" sound.
Jian Mo was horrified, afraid that it would rub its saliva on him, so he dodged backwards.
The flying winged beast was still thinking about the sausage in his hand, and moved its big head over to chase him.
One was hiding, the other was chasing. The two interacted for a long time before the flying beast ate the sausage.
Wu Jiong patted the flying beast's neck: "We are ready to go."
The flying beast flapped its front wings: "Chiu--"
They flew directly to the Mengshui tribe.
Because of their obvious features, the patrolmen of the Mengshui tribe had seen them long ago, and did not stop them. Instead, they waved their hands and greeted them enthusiastically: "Doctor Jian Mo, Chief Wu Jiong, you are here? What good things did you bring today?"
Jian Mo said loudly: "Food--I plan to come over to exchange some seasonings for you--"
The patrolmen were even happier: "Then you quickly land on the open ground, I will go and inform the people in the tribe!"
The chief of the Mengshui tribe, Yun Hao, heard the news and quickly brought people over.
The chief with fox eyes still smiled: "Long time no see. I heard that you exchanged a lot of metal with the Jintuo tribe. Congratulations."
Wu Jiong: "Your tribe has had a lot of metal for a long time. We just exchanged some. There is nothing to congratulate."
Yun Qie patted Wu Jiong on the shoulder: "Your tribe is developing better and better. How can it not be worth congratulating? Come on, set up the stall here. I have asked someone to notify everyone. You Do you need help?"
Jian Mo said without hesitation: "It would be great if you could build us a bonfire so we can grill the sausages."
Yun Ke had already smelled the aroma: "Aren't these sausages cooked?"
Jian Mo: "Yes, but they taste better when grilled over a fire."
There were already some people in the Mengshui tribe who were on good terms with Jian Mo. When they heard that there was something delicious, and Yun Ke had no objection, everyone enthusiastically brought firewood over and built a fire next to their stall.
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong had brought wooden sticks, and now that there was a fire, they directly skewered the sausages and grilled them over the fire.
The sausages grilled over an open fire grilled faster, and the skin burst in a few seconds. At the same time, the aroma of the fat and meat mixed together wafted far away.
All the orcs and sub-orcs present had a keen sense of smell, and their mouths watered at the aroma.
Jian Moxiao pulled out his dagger, cut the roasted sausage into pieces, and placed them on a large ceramic plate. He then held up the ceramic plate and motioned for those who wanted to eat to take it themselves.
No one was polite to him, and directly reached out and took a piece each and stuffed it into their mouths.
As soon as the roasted sausage entered the mouth, the fragrant roasted sausage burst with fat, and it was fragrant and hot, and it was different from any food that everyone had eaten before.
The people of the Mengshui tribe were surprised:
"What is this made of? Why have we never tasted this flavor before?"
"I have never eaten food with this taste before, has your tribe received a new beast?"
"It's delicious! Doctor Jian Mo, your cooking skills are amazing."
Jian Mo smiled and answered their questions: "It's not a new animal, it's a new way of cooking."
Yun Hao was eating sausage: "What do you want to exchange? Cloth? Animal meat? Animal skin?"
Jian Mo shook his head: "None of them, we just want to exchange some seasonings. Except for salt powder, we accept all other seasonings. What we want most are pepper powder and honey."
Another beastman said: "Oh, it's a pity. My pepper powder just got moldy and I lost a batch. Do you want the bark of the mingxiang tree?"
The bark of the mingxiang tree is another kind of seasoning. Jian Mo feels that it is a bit like cinnamon, but the taste is stronger than cinnamon.
Jian Mo nodded: "Yes, it's needed when stewing meat."
The beastman immediately said: "I'll go home and get it."
Seeing that some people went home to get seasonings, others followed one after another. They were worried that the sausages were too popular and Jian Mo's sausages would soon be exchanged.
Anyway, seasonings, if you have them at home, use more, if you don't have them, use less. If you really don't have them, you can go out and get some.
It's important to exchange for some delicious sausages first.
Jian Mo exchanged the seasonings quite smoothly.
They don't have a fixed price here. They just look at the quality of each other's goods and can exchange them after a little negotiation.
Soon, Jian Mo exchanged most of the baskets of various spices, and he also had a big bag of the pepper powder he had been thinking about.
Just when he was exchanging bay leaves with an orc, he heard Wu Jiong shouting, "Brother Mindang."
Jian Mo rarely heard Wu Jiong call anyone "brother". Sometimes he would call Qing Kuang and Di Ya "brother", but most of the time he didn't call them by any title.
It was a rather strange situation for Wu Jiong to suddenly call someone "brother". He subconsciously looked up.
There stood a tall orc in front of him. He had a kind of stern beauty in his appearance. He looked quite handsome, but there was a bit of fatigue between his eyebrows.
Jian Mo looked at him a few more times and felt that his eyebrows and eyes were a bit similar to those of many people in the Riverside Tribe.
They might be related.
Jian Mo smiled at the orc named Min Dang, quickly exchanged the bay leaves with the orc, and handed over the tray: "Brother Min Dang, come and have a taste."
Min Dang greeted: "Wu Jiong, Doctor Jian Mo."
Wu Jiong: "How have you been recently?"
Min Dang smiled a little: "Fortunately, the most difficult time has passed, and now I'm getting better slowly. I'll exchange some sausages to take back."
As he spoke, Min Dang handed over a soft bag woven with grass stems: "This is the pepper core I collected before, can you see if you can exchange it?"
Jian Mo took the bag and could smell the fragrant aroma wafting out of the bag before he opened it. When he opened it, he saw that the pepper core was very dry and well preserved.
He gently pinched the pepper core, and it broke. A stronger fragrance wafted out, making Jian Mo want to sneeze.
Jian Mo was surprised and said, "The quality of these pepper cores is really good. Are you going to replace them all with sausages?"
Min Dang nodded, "They are of no use to me here."
Jian Mo didn't realize the implication of his words, and said casually, "The pepper cores are of such good quality, so I have to give you a basket of sausages. Brother Min Dang, let Wu Jiong carry it for you? The sausages are a bit heavy."
Wu Jiong: "Can you change it here by yourself?"
Jian Mo said casually, "What's wrong with that? I'm so familiar with the people in Mengshui tribe."
The people who were waiting to change the sausages nearby started to make a noise after hearing what they said, "That's right, we are not going to eat Doctor Jian Mo."
Thinking of something, Jian Mo smiled at Wu Jiong and leaned closer to his ear. He whispered, "Don't worry, I won't be poached by them."
Wu Jiong nodded, "Then I'll send it over."
Min Dang thanked him, "Thank you, you've worked hard."
Jian Mo looked up and smiled, "We should be the ones to thank you, the quality of this pepper is so good. Brother Min Dang, wait a minute, I'll empty this bag for you."
Min Dang rarely smiled, "No, I'll give it to you, I have a lot of bags like this at home."
Jian Mo smiled at him, "You have a good hand, I won't be polite, I really like this bag."
Since Wu Jiong called him brother, there was no need to be too polite, maybe there would be many opportunities to interact in the future.
Thinking of this, Jian Mo urged Wu Jiong to quickly send the sausage to Min Dang, while he stayed here to continue changing the spice powder.
Having already obtained the pepper core that he wanted the most, he slowed down the speed of exchanging the sausages, mainly exchanging for various sweet powders.
While Jian Mo was busy, Wu Jiong came back, followed by a half-grown child.
It was really a half-grown child, a little older than Jiang Xing, but younger than Ban Ming and the others. He looked like a junior high school student on Earth, taller, but very thin, wearing a big animal fur hat, his eyes were dull, and he looked lifeless.
Beastmen and sub-beastmen all have a bestial side. Some of them may be more impulsive and irritable, but they will never be in this sickly state, unless they are sick.
Jian Mo's hand paused, and he used his eyes to inquire about Wu Jiong's situation.
Wu Jiong said, "This is Min Dang's son. His name is Ran Zhen, and he's a little beastman."
It was actually a little beastman. Jian Mo was even more surprised. Meeting the child's lifeless eyes, Jian Mo smiled, "Nice to meet you."
The little beastman Ran Zhen spoke with a hoarse voice, "Doctor Jian Mo."
After that, he said, "I'm not sick."
Jian Mo invited him to sit down, and stuffed a sausage that had just been roasted and not yet cut into pieces into pieces over to him. He squinted his eyes and said, "Try the sausage we made. I'll change the spices for others first, and we'll talk later."
Ran Zhen looked quite polite, although a little weak, but he stood there for a while, thanked him, took the sausage, and then sat down next to him.
Jian Mo glanced at his figure with the corner of his eye, and saw him sitting down, his legs as thin as sticks.
There must be something wrong with this kid, but I wonder if it's a physical problem or a psychological problem?
While exchanging spices with others, Jian Mo was thinking about how to ask later.
This batch of sausages was really popular, and soon someone came a second time, bringing spices collected from home, intending to exchange some more.
Jian Mo was busy exchanging with people, and soon finished.
Yun Hao originally wanted to come over and chat with them, but when he saw Ran Zhen was there, he smiled gently and greeted him, and then deliberately made room for them to chat.
Jian Mo looked at Ran Zhen who was a little uneasy beside him, and said with a smile: "It's a little cold outside, how about we find a place to shelter from the wind?"
Ran Zhen nodded: "Come with me."
Seeing that he was willing to speak, Jian Mo patted his shoulder gently and asked: "Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"
Ran Zhen was silent for a moment and shook his head.
Jian Mo looked at Wu Jiong, who gave him a helpless look.
It seemed that Wu Jiong couldn't ask anything either. Jian Mo thought, this kid's mouth is really tight, but he is not in a good state, there must be something wrong.
Ran Zhen quickly took them to the place where the winged beast was tied.
Usually no one comes here, and with the winged beast blocking the way, it is indeed a place to shelter from the wind and convenient for talking.
Jian Mo glanced at Ran Zhen, this kid is quite smart.
Jian Mo did not speak directly to Ran Zhen, but said to Wu Jiong: "Can you bring the spices we exchanged over here?"
Wu Jiong nodded and left quickly.
After sending Wu Jiong away, Jian Mo said to Ran Zhen: "I am a doctor. Is there anything you really can't tell me? Your father and others must be very worried about you." Jian
Mo's eyes were very gentle. Ran Zhen looked at him for a while and gently took off his hat.
His head was sparsely covered with hair, revealing a large area of scalp.
Jian Mo was stunned for a moment. This handsome boy actually had hair loss at a young age!
No wonder he was so silent.
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