Thriving in the Beast World-Chapter 1001: Extra - Wen Ye Couple 17

For a moment, saliva flowed ’whoosh’ from the mouths of the Tribe members.

Before taking the Stir-fried dish off the heat, a bit of salt was sprinkled for seasoning, and with a big spoon propped against the wok, it was flipped forcefully a few times, the aroma seemed to change, yet seemed the same.

"Okay, honey, come and taste it, how’s the flavor?"

Ye Qiao, propping the spoon, had pupils that shone bright in the light of the fire.

Wen Jue’s ears quickly blushed with a hint of red; this little female, really, was so shameless.

But in the past, he hadn’t really been intimate with her, so it was inevitable she had been thinking about it.

However, now that she was carrying a cub, he wasn’t sure if she could withstand him, no, he decided to go ask the Doctor later.

Wen Jue’s eyebrows furrowed deeply, looking very worried.

Ye Qiao was baffled, feeling he was ill.

Seeing that he hadn’t responded, she turned the spoon around and looked at Da Fu, "Da Fuzi, want to try it?"

Da Fu’s eyes suddenly brightened!

He wiped his hands on his Beast Skin Skirt and reached out to grab.

Unexpectedly, just as his hand reached halfway, the big spoonful of Fried Meat in Ye Qiao’s hand was ’forcefully’ spun in another direction.

Da Fu glared angrily, but after seeing clearly who it was, his eyes dimmed, and he withdrew his hand.

Wen Jue felt slighted, "Didn’t you say it was my turn to taste?"

Ye Qiao: "..."

She put on a professional, fake smile again, "You taste, you taste!"

Only then did Wen Jue’s expression relax with satisfaction.

After Wen Jue had tasted it, he gave an extremely high appraisal, and apart from Ye Qiao’s portion, the other Tribe members finished off the rest of the Fried Meat.

The Tribe members who had never encountered Fried Meat before seemed to have the doors to a new world opened to them; their eyes wide with amazement, they couldn’t stop praising the dish.

Ye Qiao could only laugh at this.

What was this? It was merely the most ordinary Fried Meat.

Considering the Tribe members’ tolerance, she hadn’t even started using chili peppers yet. Wait until they experience the power of Spicy Fried Meat in the future, she thought. Then they’ll understand what it truly means to not be able to stop.

Having filled her belly and returned to the Cave, Ye Qiao felt both sleepy and tired and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Leaving behind a bewildered Wen Jue who returned later.

Wen Jue: ??? Wasn’t it agreed we would kiss?

***

Wen Jue, who didn’t get to "eat meat," was in low spirits for several days.

On the other hand, Ye Qiao was blossoming in the Tribe.

She was teaching the Tribe’s females how to stir-fry and how to sew clothes.

In just a few short days, the entire Tribe had transformed again, with all the Beastmen females wearing Beast Skin Clothes, some with pull-over styles, others with open-front and tie-up styles.

Unfortunately, Ye Qiao’s limited talents were all spent on cooking, and with such scarce ingredients here, she felt frustrated and bottled up.

The nearby area had been nearly stripped bare by her, apart from chilis and some green onions, she also found some spices for Stewed Meat.

The area around could almost be described as barren.

These past days, she alternated between Stir-fried dish and stewed meat soup—Ye Qiao, who loved spicy food, felt her taste buds were so dull they were flavorless.

Looking towards the entrance of the Cave, at the chili peppers that were half-dried from the wind, Ye Qiao’s mouth uncontrollably filled with cravings.

"Thump!"

The cub inside suddenly gave Ye Qiao a kick.

Ye Qiao smiled, baring teeth, "Cub, do you want to eat it too? I knew it! Just wait, mom’s going to make it for you now!"

At this moment, it wasn’t yet midday.

Except for Ye Qiao, who was left in the Tribe to nurture her pregnancy, the other Tribe members were mostly out in twos and threes, either gathering or hunting.

It also made it convenient for Ye Qiao.

So she could avoid Da Fuzi seeing her with the chili and creating a fuss with his preaching.