Orc Girl's Tribal Daily Life

Chapter 22 The First Wave of Jam Promotion

Breakfast was eaten uneventfully, without anything unexpected happening.

After all, with over a hundred orc warriors gathered together, the aura they exuded would send any slightly clever beast running away beforehand.

This is why hunting teams don't catch many prey; the larger wild animals run away long ago, leaving only some less intelligent small animals that, even if afraid, dare not leave their territory.

Given the time constraints, it's naturally impossible to catch many.

Young Ge's kindness did not alleviate the problem for the entire hunting party; a third of the tribesmen still only received a bowl of hot soup with a few scraps of meat in it.

But no one complained or was dissatisfied. Everyone had long been used to this kind of life. After the short meal and rest period, all the tribesmen cleaned up the traces they had left behind and continued on their way.

As the group ventured deeper into the Taz Forest, not only did the paths become increasingly difficult and the vegetation denser, but the wild animals also grew bolder.

Every now and then, one or two fierce venomous snakes or insects would emerge from the leaves at the top of the tree or from the grass on the ground and attack the passing members of the hunting party.

But the members of the hunting team were already used to such ambushes and could easily retaliate with a slap. Some of them reacted even faster and could grab the venomous snake, tear off its head, and stuff the writhing body into their arms to keep for lunch later.

It was supposed to be lunch, but it was actually already two or three in the afternoon.

Before those tribesmen who hadn't eaten could hold on any longer, Chief Jing raised his hand again, stopping the entire procession to prepare lunch.

This gave us a lot more time for the meal, and because there were more and bolder wild animals around, they were easier to hunt.

This place is not as safe as the place where we stopped in the morning. Not only are the wild animals bolder, but the danger is also greater. So, in addition to some of the tribesmen working, the rest of the tribesmen also have to take on the task of patrolling and checking for dangers. They cannot be idle.

Young Ge held a thin, long twig that he had just broken off from a tree, and carefully whipped it through the surrounding grass and dense foliage to make sure there were no poisonous insects or snakes hiding inside.

The tribespeople are physically strong and recover quickly from injuries, but poisoning is a different story. Even a small amount of venom can kill a powerful orc warrior.

Therefore, a thorough investigation is necessary to ensure that no poisonous creatures suddenly emerge from the surrounding area.

The meticulousness and vigilance that young Ge displayed at this moment were all lessons learned from the painful experiences of countless people in the past.

Only after confirming that there was nothing hidden around did young Ge return to the place where he had just rested. By then, the food he had cooked was ready to eat.

Young Ge took out his wooden bowl, filled it with hot wild vegetable soup, took a large piece of roasted meat, and sat down back where his backpack was.

The barbecue had no flavor, which was quite unusual for young Ge, who had gotten used to the sweet and fruity taste of the food these past two days. The wild vegetable soup had a bitter taste, which made young Ge miss the sweetness of jam... Wait a minute, didn't Luo bring him some jam?

Young Ge took a sip of the bitter wild vegetable soup, then remembered that he had two large jars of jam in his backpack. He quickly put the food down and turned to rummage through his backpack.

The chieftain, Jing, was not far from the young man Ge. Like the other tribesmen, he was drawn to the young man Ge's inexplicable sudden action.

I scooped a spoonful of jam with a wooden spoon and let it dissolve in the wild vegetable soup. Instantly, a familiar sweet aroma filled the air.

"What are you doing?" Chief Jing asked curiously as he approached.

"Uh..." Young Ge didn't know how to explain for a moment, so he simply brought out the whole jar of jam. "It was made by Luo. It's delicious in soup or spread on roast meat! Chief, would you like to try some?"

Chief Jing was surprised by the answer and was about to refuse, but seeing the young man Ge's expression, he handed over the roasted meat and wooden bowl he was holding, saying, "Oh, is that so? Then I'll try it."

The translucent jam shone with a beautiful color and luster. Chief Jing looked at the two jars and felt they looked familiar. "These are the jars that the witch usually uses, aren't they?"

“There were some extras over there, so I brought them back.” Young Ge nodded and pointed to the jars to introduce them to Chief Jing, “Chief, this one is made from red mushroom fruit, and this one is made from sweet berry fruit. Which one would you like to eat?”

"Red mushroom fruit, perhaps?" Chief Jing immediately took a liking to the bright red color of the red mushroom fruit.

After mixing the red mushroom jam in the soup bowl, the young man, Ge, handed the wooden bowl back to Chief Jing.

A faint fruity aroma wafted from the soup bowl. Chief Jing's brow twitched, and he took a small sip. His expression immediately changed drastically, and the surrounding clansmen almost rushed forward to restrain the young man, Ge.

"Delicious!" Chief Jing exclaimed, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He never imagined that such a small spoonful could make the whole bowl of soup taste sweet.

Hearing this, the other orc warriors nearby also became interested and came closer with their bowls, saying, "What? Let me have a taste too!"

"Me too! I want one too!"

"Me too!"

Young Ge was not stingy; he gave a spoonful to each of the tribesmen who came over with their bowls, which immediately drew another round of exclamations.

Although it attracted the attention of more tribesmen, not everyone came closer. Some who ate quickly had already finished their food and were taking the time to rest.

Some members of the tribe simply prefer quiet and don't like to go near crowded places.

Faced with the praise from his tribesmen, young Ge scratched his head shyly, "I didn't make it, Luo did."

Someone suddenly realized, "Luo? That's the child Jin mentioned yesterday, the one who made clothes out of grass leaves."

“Yes, He also said she has a rare talent for stone tools; the stone knives she makes are especially beautiful,” another tribesman chimed in.

“Hey, Ge, isn’t that the grass raincoat under your bag?” Some tribesmen also noticed the grass raincoat under the backpack.

The straw raincoat was inconvenient to fold and stuff into the backpack, but judging from the weather, it was obviously going to rain, so Jiang Luoluo insisted that the young man Ge bring it.

Fold the grass raincoat in half several times to form a long strip, and tie it to the bottom of the animal skin backpack. Because of the toughness of the grass itself, it will not break. So when the boy unfolds it, a complete grass raincoat appears before everyone's eyes.

Those who were interested passed around the grass-leaf raincoat, while those who weren't interested surrounded the young man, Ge, asking him about the jam.

Young Ge didn't hide anything and told those people how to make jam. However, after hearing that they also needed to collect water berries, only a few tribesmen were willing to try it, and most of them shook their heads and gave up.

Those water puffs break easily when touched, making them troublesome to pick and even more troublesome to bring back.

"Ge, you said Luo made a lot of this sweet paste. When we go back, can I trade you something for it?" A quick-thinking tribesman put his arm around young Ge's shoulder.

Young Ge paused for a moment, "No need, no need, Luo and I were just about to deliver..."

The leader, Jing, patted the young man, Ge, on the back. "Let them bring their own things to exchange for it. They don't need your little bit of stuff."

Why give me a gift, you silly child?

Seeing that the young man was about to speak again, the leader Jing rolled his eyes at him and said, "That was made by Luo. How can you let them steal things from a child?"

Young Ge was silenced. He wanted to explain that Luo had agreed to it, but when he thought of how hard Luo had worked, guilt welled up in his heart, and he didn't say anything more.

Chief Jing appears to be a carefree and easygoing person, but after so many years as a leader, he is bound to be meticulous in his work.

He was certain that this kind of thing would be welcomed by the tribesmen, and no one would think that this sweet food was not delicious—if no conditions were imposed, and most of the tribe went to Goba for it, would Goba be able to provide it?

Perhaps, in order to satisfy the demands of his people, he has begun to overdraw his own energy, preparing these things day and night... This is something that Ge Neng would do!

Honestly, it's really worrying to have two kids living together.

After resting for a while, Chief Jing directed the team to continue their journey. At this pace, they should arrive at their first rest stop around 9 p.m.

This is why hunting teams set off at dawn. If they don't start their journey at dawn, the journey will take even longer once it gets completely dark at night.