Chapter 181 - 183: The Smell of Vinegar is a Bit Strong

Chapter 181: Chapter 183: The Smell of Vinegar is a Bit Strong

After finishing the yellow dish, he immediately picked up a few bites of some crisp, green stalks. They were tart and refreshing, a perfect pairing with the yellow dish.

He couldn’t help but finish the entire bowl.

The next day, they brought a red fruit that could be pulled into threads. He didn’t know what it was, but it tasted faintly sweet. He had never eaten anything like it before.

The third day brought something baked until crisp, like a flatbread.

The fourth day, it was red fish.

Soon, the five days were up. After confirming that Bai Meng was fine, he was released.

After being let out, Su Zhao cursed and muttered at Su Luoluo, but Bai Meng was completely silent.

When Su Zhao noticed the person beside him was quiet, he glanced over, only to find his good buddy spacing out while staring at Su Luoluo again.

’Not again! What’s wrong with him?’

Su Luoluo was busy teaching the tribe members how to make sweet potato noodles, so she didn’t notice someone sizing her up from a distance.

Xiao Ye, however, had sharp eyes and saw it. The corner of his lips curled up, and he shifted his body to block the view.

Seeing Xiao Ye’s move, Su Zhao couldn’t bear to watch anymore and dragged Bai Meng away.

’These people are all crazy, treating someone as ugly as Su Luoluo like a hot commodity. Her looks... he couldn’t stand a second glance. I have no idea what these guys are thinking.’

Fu Feng saw Xiao Ye suddenly turn. Just as he was thinking he was blocking the light, his gaze swept over and caught the back of Bai Meng walking away in the distance. He snorted lightly. "As if one Lizard wasn’t enough, now we’ve got a White Tiger."

Su Luoluo was busy letting the sweet potato starch settle, so of course she didn’t hear Fu Feng. But Mo Xuan, who was standing next to him, heard every word clearly.

He also lifted his gaze to glance at Bai Meng’s retreating back, but he didn’t think much of it.

’How much trouble could a mere Fourth Rank Beastman cause? He’d need at least a Fifth Rank Beast Ability like the Lizard to even compare with them.’

Nantu watched, his eyes nearly popping out of his head, as Su Luoluo turned the sweet potato starch into strips of grayish noodles. ’How is my female master so amazing?’

’How does she know how to do everything?’

As for the Bai Meng they were discussing, he didn’t even spare him a glance.

Luan Ting’s expression was even more gentle. Su Luoluo’s boldness yesterday had further convinced him that he held a place in her heart.

’As for Bai Meng, he wasn’t important.’

Xi Yi glanced back and forth at Bai Meng, then looked down at Su Luoluo and shook his head. ’This Bai Meng has a long way to go!’

’His little female is completely focused on her own projects right now; she doesn’t have the time to spare!’

Meanwhile, after pulling Bai Meng aside, Su Zhao heaved a long sigh and looked at his friend in confusion. "Brother Bai, how have you fallen for Su Luoluo again?"

Last time, he thought Bai Meng had given up completely. He never expected that after such a short time, he’d be fixated on Su Luoluo again.

If he hadn’t seen Su Luoluo busying herself all around the tribe these past few days, even rushing through her meals, he would have suspected she had slipped Bai Meng some kind of love potion.

Before, Bai Meng was blind and thought Su Luoluo was beautiful.

After being thoroughly rejected the last two times, he should have seen her true colors. Logically, there was no way he should be interested in her again. Su Zhao had no idea what wire had gotten crossed in his buddy’s head for him to go back to this.

The image of Su Luoluo teaching people how to make sweet potato noodles lingered in Bai Meng’s mind. ’How did she even think of doing that with those things?’

And that yellow dish he ate a few days ago—he had just asked Su Zhao about it and was told it was called a potato.

He had never even heard of these foods, let alone Su Luoluo’s many delicious ways of preparing them.

It made him feel that while Su Luoluo’s face didn’t match the image of the goddess in his heart, her words and actions were exceptionally charming.

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and asked, "How did your sister learn to make those sweet potato noodles?"

"What?" Su Zhao froze upon hearing the question.

’Here I am, trying my best to talk some sense into him, and his attention is still on Su Luoluo.’

"Those sweet potato noodles look delicious. How come I’ve never heard of your tribe making them before?" Bai Meng seemed to realize his question was a bit abrupt and quickly added.

Su Zhao wasn’t a deep thinker. Prompted by Bai Meng’s question, he naturally continued the conversation. "I don’t know either. I never realized her cooking was this good before. She said it seems to be something her former adoptive mother, the Black Bear, taught her."

Bai Meng nodded. "Her adoptive mother must be very capable then."

"That’s for sure. The pottery we use in the tribe now was also something Su Luoluo learned from her adoptive mother. Without her, we wouldn’t have such good things."

"What? Su Luoluo taught you how to make pottery too?" Bai Meng looked at Su Zhao in astonishment, his face a mask of disbelief.

"Yeah. Haven’t I told you before?" Seeing his friend’s surprise, Su Zhao asked, also a bit puzzled.

Bai Meng shook his head. "No, you never said anything."

Bai Meng was floored by Su Luoluo all over again. He couldn’t believe she even knew how to make pottery—that was something worth three hundred large prey animals in the city-states!

"But that’s not important. The most important thing for you right now is to stop staring at Su Luoluo." Su Zhao waved his hand dismissively and started trying to persuade Bai Meng again.

"Let me tell you, her six Beastman partners are not to be trifled with. They’re all at Fifth Rank Beastification. If you go after Su Luoluo, it won’t end well for you. We should just focus on our training and raise our superpower levels!"

Bai Meng nodded perfunctorily, his mind lost in deep thought.

...

After dinner that evening, Su Luoluo returned to the Wild Kitchen. She uncovered the yogurt jar and ladled out a full bowl for herself.

Although Cai Xia and the others were excellent cooks, she was craving something sour.

Just as she sat down at the round table, Mo Xuan and the others arrived with their food from the tribe’s common area.

As usual, these few disliked eating with the rest of the tribe, so they brought their food over to eat at the round table.

Seeing Su Luoluo eating yogurt, Fu Feng was just about to say something.

Suddenly, a grating voice cut in. "Luoluo, I heard you know how to make pottery. Can you teach me?"

Mo Xuan followed the voice with his eyes and saw Bai Meng staring infatuatedly at Su Luoluo, a pottery bowl in his hand.

He glanced at the person next to him. "Well, well, another one asking to be taught pottery. Nantu, this one can be your apprentice. He’s using all your leftover tricks."

Nantu: "..."

’Mo Xuan could be really sharp-tongued sometimes.’

Su Luoluo was also taken aback when she heard him. ’Why is this Bai Meng here again, and again, and again?’

After taking a bite of yogurt, she replied without even glancing at him, "I’m not teaching. Cai Xia from the tribe knows how. You can ask her if you want to learn. However, the plague is rampant lately, so I advise you not to go to the Red Land, lest you fall ill."

Bai Meng paused at her words. His eyes fell on the white substance on her table, which he had never seen before, and he was about to ask about it.

Xiao Ye shot him a look, then pulled Su Luoluo in for a kiss on her yogurt-smeared mouth. "Luoluo, there’s a White Tiger here who’s being too noisy. Want to go somewhere else with me tonight?"

Su Luoluo: "..."

’So *that’s* why the yogurt tastes so sour today.’

Meanwhile, the others who had been watching Bai Meng were now glaring at Xiao Ye, gritting their teeth.

’Does he have to be so damn arrogant?’

’And in front of an outsider, too!’