Chapter 1000: Extra - Wen Ye Couple 16
"White flesh" is what the Beastmen call the fat on meat, because when roasting, if there is too much "white flesh", the meat becomes particularly greasy to eat. That’s why nobody liked it before.
But today, having smelled such a rich aroma, the members of the White Tiger Clan suddenly felt that the Roast Meat in their hands wasn’t fragrant anymore!!
Several Beastmen, in their eagerness, wanted to see what was going on, how the previously shunned pork belly could smell so irresistible.
Before they could come closer, they were deterred by Wen Jue’s stern gaze.
Seeing this, the other Beastmen also tried hard to suppress the cravings of their disobedient hearts.
Though everyone was holding Roast Meat, what used to be delicious now tasted like chewing wax, and their eyes were fixed intently on the pot before Ye Qiao.
Several pieces of pork belly were refined in succession, producing nearly half a pot of oil.
The air above the entire White Tiger Clan was shrouded in this rich aroma of oil.
No one could eat the Roast Meat in their hands anymore; their eyes were bright and fixated on Ye Qiao’s side.
The Beastmen standing at the back couldn’t see the spectacle in front, some even shifted back to their beast form, their large bell-like eyes flickering, and they were so eager that their saliva was almost drooling down.
Finally, Ye Qiao let out a sigh, "It’s ready!"
The female Beastmen immediately became restless!
Everyone wanted to come forward, but no one dared to, all anxiously scratching their heads and ears.
Ye Qiao casually pinched some salt and sprinkled it on the pork belly after rendering the oil.
The golden crisp morsels looked appetizing! 𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖕𝖚𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪
Ye Qiao glanced around, picked up a piece with chopsticks, and held it to Wen Jue’s mouth, "Want a taste?"
Wen Jue’s golden eyes were staring intently at Ye Qiao as he opened his mouth and bit into the crisp morsel.
"Crunch..."
The crisp sound was especially loud at night, and the "gulp gulp" sounds of swallowing saliva from around them became more numerous.
Ye Qiao smiled, "Does it taste good?"
Wen Jue nodded, his ear tips faintly heating up, "Delicious."
Ye Qiao turned around decisively, handing the large bowl filled with crisp morsels to a female nearby, "There isn’t much, everyone share and have a taste."
The female received it ecstatically, and the second she left Ye Qiao’s side, she was engulfed by the tribe members.
Wen Jue looked at the large bowl handed out by Ye Qiao and the crowd that was jam-packed around it, feeling both stifled and blocked in his chest.
Suddenly feeling a warm touch on his wrist, Wen Jue lowered his gaze to meet Ye Qiao’s beaming face, and his heart softened, "What’s up?"
"Honey, can you conjure another bowl and pack all the oil from the pot?"
Wen Jue’s cheeks grew warm, and he raised his hand to rub Ye Qiao’s head, "Wait until we get back to the Cave."
As he spoke, he effortlessly conjured another bowl and, not caring about the heat, tilted the pot to pour the oil into it.
Ye Qiao, whose hair was tousled, looked baffled.
Huh??? What "back to the Cave"?
But before Ye Qiao could figure it out, the convulsions in her stomach reminded her, she was so hungry!!
Without further ado, Ye Qiao prioritized her hunger over everything else—her appetite came first!
She picked up a slice of pork belly with alternating layers of lean and fat, and immediately cut the cleaned green onions into shreds too.
There was still some oil left in the pot, so without adding more oil, she scattered the green onion shreds into it, instantly releasing another wave of aroma that invaded the senses.
The Beastmen who had just had a morsel of the crisp remnant couldn’t stop swallowing their saliva.
The females who had picked green onions with Ye Qiao earlier were all astonished, "Why can grass smell so good?"
Ye Qiao didn’t reply; after frying the onions until fragrant, she directly tossed the pork slices into the pot to stir-fry.
With the augmentation of heat, the meat quickly changed color, and the aroma in the air grew even richer.