I’ve been rejected!
Harry now truly ignores Ji Nuan; his tongue is too sharp to have friends.
The at was cut into small pieces, so it was easy to cook. Ji Nuan pinched a small amount of powder from the knotted tree jar beside her and sprinkled it on top.
This was her cherished blend of cumin powder, chili powder, and salt powder, perfect for sprinkling on grilled at.
Instantly, a strong aroma spread across the clearing, and the sound of people gulping echoed around.
Suddenly, a skinny orc sidled up to Ji Nuan, eyeing the grilled at in her hands with great desire: "Shaman, I never realized, you make such delicious food."
Ji Nuan looked amusingly at the orc, who shared the sa na as Xiu Yan’s mount Damao: "Do you dare eat skewers grilled by personally?"
The skinny orc chuckled: "I wouldn’t dare eat at skewers grilled by your own hands. Isn’t it only Xiu Yan who can eat them? I still want to live a bit longer, haha."
Saying that, his crafty little eyes glanced at the knotted tree jar by Ji Nuan’s leg: "If you give so of this powder, I can grill my own."
Ji Nuan smiled and looked at her: "So your initial intention was really for my seasoning, but I have nothing to give it to you in right now."
Just as she finished speaking, Damao whipped out a large leaf from behind, laughing eagerly: "You can pour so, I’ll share it with my brothers. Not too much needed."
Ji Nuan glanced at the leaf larger than his head, and her mouth twitched sharply: "You really are polite, aren’t you?"
Damao smiled a bit shyly: "Haha, not really."
Hey~ am I complinting you? Have so awareness!
Placing the grilled skewers to cool in a porcelain dish, Ji Nuan opened the knotted tree jar and poured so powder onto the leaf in Damao’s hand: "Don’t add too much of this seasoning, otherwise it won’t taste good. Just a little will do."
After a round of over-the-top praise from Damao, he wrapped the powder in the leaf and trotted off.
Subsequently, after finishing the skewers in the porcelain dish, Ji Nuan felt full, and Harry had started grilling his own skewers.
Of course, Ji Nuan once again shared her secret barbecue seasoning.
"Shaman, the deer leg is ready." Luo Gan brought the large deer leg to Ji Nuan, the deer leg sizzling and exuding a rich aroma.
Ji Nuan took the knotted tree jar next to her and sprinkled a small amount of spice on it.
Then she indicated to Luo Gan to place the deer leg on a large leaf to one side.
She stood up and looked towards the position not far behind her. mbers of the Bitter Tribe were still watching them, so she waved her hand: "Clan Leader, co over for a mont."
The Bitter Tribal Chief hurriedly got up from the ground, looking nervously at her: "Y-you called ?"
Was the Shaman getting irritated by their constant staring?
But he dared not delay, quickly moving in front of Ji Nuan, bowing his head: "Shaman."
Seeing his overly cautious deanor, Ji Nuan was sowhat helpless, but she knew this wasn’t sothing that could be changed overnight.
Smiling, she pointed to the still steaming deer leg on the large leaf: "Take this deer leg back and share it with your tribe."
The Bitter Tribal Chief looked at her in shock, shaking his head repeatedly: "No, we can’t eat the Shaman’s food, can we?"
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