23 Fruit Flour Pancake

"How about barbecued meat with powdered fruit tonight?"

Chang Xia untied her braid and shook the fine sand from her hair. She had to wash her hair at night. It itched a little, and she needed to get a hide to wrap it tomorrow.

Chen Rong thought for a moment and said, "How about mixing the fruit paste with bird eggs and frying them in a stone pot?"

Hearing this, Chang Xia was shocked.

Fuck—

Chen Rong's ability to draw inferences was too strong!

Pancakes. Why hadn't she thought of that?

Immediately, Chang Xia wanted to shut herself down.

"Sure, but add some wild vegetables. Cut them up and mix them with some fried minced meat. We'll fry them and not deep fry them."

"Okay, I'll do it."

"Then I'll pick up the white fruit and you can come back later to move it."

After witnessing Chen Rong's culinary skills, Chang Xia was happy to let him do it. She was secretly glad again that she had chosen Chen Rong at the Normandy market.

Chen Rong was thin and tall. There was something sickly about this thinness.

After nursing him, he would recover quickly.

His outline was clear and handsome. Anyway, the beasts were generally more handsome. Chen Rong's appearance was extraordinary, especially his deep and reserved eyes, as if one could feel the accumulation of time. When he looked at her directly, it was as if he was embracing the warmth of the entire world.

Her personality was naturally melancholic and gentle, making people dote on him.

Chang Xia felt that there was no male more suited to her than Chen Rong.

Someone said.

All love at first sight in the world stemmed from lust.

In the past, Chang Xia hadn't believed it.

However, after meeting Chen Rong, Chang Xia thought that was too true.

Of all the males in the great market in Normandy, she chose Shen Rong.

What she craved was Chen Rong's face.

Every corner of his face happened to grow in Chang Xia's heart.

Tonight, she must examine his body. In the meantime, she wondered what kind of poison even a shaman would be helpless against.

Chang Xia had survived in the apocalypse for many years.

Apart from her awakened superpower, she was more cautious.

Her superpower was both strong and weak.

Wood element, specialized in healing.

There was a huge difference from ordinary wood-elemental creatures.

She was unable to transform her wood-type superpower into an attack. It was more about communication, growth, and amplification. If this ability was used for farming, she would definitely be an expert.

However, in the apocalypse…

How can you farm without the ability?!

Chang Xia had no choice but to study and turn her ability into a healing ability.

Unfortunately, she didn't survive in the end.

When she awakened in the Twilight Forest, she rejoiced, raged, and finally calmed.

All these years, she had benefited from the care of her clansmen.

Chang Xia was becoming more and more peaceful and optimistic.

As an adult, she finally pulled her frail body back from the brink of death. It was only a matter of time before she became a true Beast warrior.

Otherwise, she would not have dared to promise Chen Rong that she would take care of him.

Just before sunset.

Chang Xia picked up all the white fruits and placed them into the rattan basket.

"Finished picking them up?" Chen Rong's gentle voice, slightly deeper, came from behind.

Chang Xia patted the sand off her hands and smiled. "I'm done. What about you, have you finished frying the pancakes?"

"It's fried. I'll wait for you to taste it." Chen Rong bent down and began to move the rattan basket to the beast lair. The fruit powder used to make the fruit powder tonight was given by the tribe. At the same time, this was instructed by the shaman.

She said that Chang Xia was weak and that eating more fruit paste would be beneficial.

The main reason, of course, was Chang Xia's reluctance to drink any more medicine.

As an adult, Chang Xia had finally recovered. She would never touch medicine that tasted strange and unpleasant again, even though it had indeed saved her life. She was still unwilling to drink it.

"Smells good." Chang Xia gave Chen Rong a thumbs-up as she washed her hands, then asked, "Chen Rong, have you eaten a lot of delicious food while traveling the continent?"

"Delicacies?" Chen Rong placed the rattan basket containing the white fruit against the beast lair with the rosewood beside it. In just a few days, the beast lair had been piled with all kinds of junk. As expected, this beast lair was indeed too small.

He groaned for a moment.

Chen Rong shook his head and replied, "Actually, the food of the beasts in the Eastern Continent is richer and tastes better than that of the Western Continent."

He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression instantly became very scary.

"No, it can't be!" Chang Xia said, startled.

Chen Rong said seriously, "Before I met you, I never knew that roasted meat could be seasoned with ginger and onions." Of course, that didn't mean that other places didn't have things to put in their dishes.

They were similar to the Heluo Tribe in many ways such as simple additions of wild vegetables and root pieces.

Some large tribes, on the other hand, controlled expensive spices. They often poured spices on roasted meat, removing the fishy smell and raising the flavor.

But no matter how expensive the spices are, none of them were as delicious as Chang Xia's dishes.

"This… can't be!" Chang Xia revealed an expression of disbelief. Although she had never walked out of the Heluo Tribe, let alone the Twilight Forest, when she chatted with Chen Rong, she could more or less sense that this continent was not small.

The continent's civilization was heading in a strange direction, but they ate as if they were in a desert?

"Some large tribes know how to use spices to enhance the taste of food. However, not all spices are so delicious," Chen Rong said.

Some spices carried with them were fragrant and fascinating.

After fusing with the food, it made the taste of the food extremely terrifying.

However, some people did not find it disgusting.

Chang Xia looked at Chen Rong's instantly distorted expression, and several dishes flashed through her mind, such as: natto, snail powder, stargazy pie and canned salmon.

The people that liked them really loved them while those who hated them wanted to vomit after smelling the odor.

"I understand," Chang Xia said, patting Chen Rong's shoulder in reassurance.

The two of them sat at a table and chair outside the beast lair, enjoying the dazzling evening light as they ate roast meat and powdered fruit pancakes.

The evening breeze was gentle and warm.

"When this pancake is fried, the taste is several times stronger than the paste. I feel that even if we don't develop noodles and rice noodles, the tribe will definitely pick more white fruits because of the pancakes."

The thin, crispy pancakes were fried until both sides were golden.

A gentle bite was crisp and refreshing.

In their mouths, the wild vegetables were fresh and delicious, and the fried meat was fragrant. Coupled with the fragrance of the bird eggs, this fruit powder pancake was superb!

The two of them did not even raise their heads as they ate. They finished the entire pot of fruit powder pancakes.

Chang Xia slumped in the wooden chair, too lazy to move.

"Chen Rong, your cooking is amazing!"

Chen Rong smiled and replied, "You taught me well."

At this moment, an obsession arose in Chen Rong's heart. He wanted to live. He wanted to eat more delicious food, feel the warmth of the Heluo tribe, and take a few more glances at the smile on Chang Xia's face.

It was shallow and faint.

But the sight of Chang Xia's smile warmed him.

At first, he was attracted by Chang Xia's lively eyes. After interacting with her, he couldn't help but want to get closer to her, and then he became greedy.

"Let's have powdered fruit pancakes for breakfast tomorrow too!" Chang Xia said briskly.

Chen Rong indulged her and nodded. "Okay. I want to try adding some fish or shrimp. What do you think?"

"Sure, I'll wait." Chang Xia smiled excitedly.

They ate and rested for a few moments.

Chen Rong cleaned up the tables and chairs and headed to the White Lake to wash up.

Chang Xia drew water, showered, and washed her hair, ending her busy day. However, Chang Xia was in no hurry to lie down and rest after washing up this time. She had one more thing to do.