The sa situation also occurred in several other Tribe tents that had exchanged food in the canteen.
So Tribes, like the Hu Tribe, which did not bring many items, lacked enough goods to exchange for those small beads, nor did they believe that the Watson Tribe’s canteen could offer any tasty food.
So, when they slled the aroma of food from the neighboring Tribes, they could only gulp down their saliva, grab their weapons, and head into the forest to hunt.
"Hu Shuo, let’s hunt so ga and exchange it for so of those beads. I heard that a mature Humming Beast can be exchanged for thirty beads. We only have a dozen beasts, and we’ll still have plenty left for next ti."
An Orc sidled up to Hu Shuo. He was the son of Hu Shuo’s maternal elder brother, and they had a decent relationship between beast kin, so he dared to say such things at this mont.
If it were any other Orc, they probably would have been beaten by Hu Shuo until they couldn’t even recognize their own maternal elder brother.
Although feeling quite frustrated, Hu Shuo had to admit that the food taken out from the canteen really slled too good, a scent he had never experienced before.
He gave the Orc beside him a look of disappointnt mixed with anger, "Always thinking with your stomach, aren’t fresh catches tasty enough for you?"
The Orc chuckled and said, "I just want to try it since we might not get to eat it anywhere else. Moreover, I heard from the Orcs who exchanged for the food that such food is usually only provided to the Watson Tribe people.
It’s only because they organized this trade fair that they are offering it to outsiders; usually, a Humming Beast wouldn’t fetch that many."
Hearing this, Hu Shuo suddenly felt that if he took the opportunity to eat at the canteen now, it would be taking great advantage of the Watson Tribe, and his eyes instantly lit up.
Turning to the Orcs behind him, "Tribe mbers, you all have to put so serious effort into hunting today. Catch more ga to bring back, and we can go to that canteen every day."
Upon hearing this, the Hu Tribe Orcs thought, what good news, isn’t hunting easy for them? They have to eat food anyway, and now they can go to that wonderfully fragrant canteen every day—who wouldn’t want that?
All excitedly roaring, they followed behind Hu Shuo, pouncing toward their ga like hungry beasts.
anwhile, the Mountain Tribe, having finished their food, looked at the spotlessly cleaned Hard Fruit Shells in front of them, each feeling sowhat embarrassed.
"Hehe, that food was really delicious," soone remarked.
"Yeah, they gave a lot too, I’ve eaten myself stuffed," another added.
"The Watson Tribe is truly amazing, to have so many incredible things," a third acknowledged.
Shansen gazed at the cleaned Hard Fruit Shells and unprecedented items in the tent, feeling a surge of emotions.
But he did not forget the main purpose of their visit.
Standing up and addressing his still savoring kin, "Alright, now that we’re full, it’s ti to get to work. Move all the goods to the stall assigned to us yesterday; the trade fair is about to start."
The Orcs knew that business was important. Smacking their lips, they one by one shouldered the items the Tribe had prepared for trade and headed towards the seaside stall.
Yesterday, when checking, Bosson found that the Mountain Tribe had brought the most and the best goods, so their stall was allocated next to the Watson Tribe’s stall, in a highly visible location.
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