Tang Guo lit a fire right in front of Yin Yao, using the fire seed outside the stone house. She filled a pot with water and set it on the fire.
Then she went to gather some spices, took a piece of bone-in meat, chopped it into smaller pieces, boiled it once to remove the blood, poured out the first round of water, added clean water again, and placed the seasonings in one by one. She brought it to a boil with a strong flame, then simmered it on a medium-low heat.
Her movements were smooth and practiced, and Yin Yao was visibly surprised. This little female really wasn’t afraid of fire?
“High Priest, I already told you I’m not afraid of fire.” Tang Guo looked back and smiled. Men, so troublesome. They always needed her to prove things personally before they believed them.
Yin Yao looked at the little female with soot on her nose, still smiling at him. He couldn’t help but smile back. “Then Ah Guoguo really has grown up, no longer afraid of fire.”
He looked at the pot over the fire and walked over to sit with her beside it, watching the clear water gradually turn milky white, and the savory aroma of the soup drift up to their noses.
He normally didn’t care about such things, but the smell triggered his instincts. He felt that the soup they were cooking smelled even better than the one left to cool inside. That idea made him genuinely look forward to it.
Tang Guo noticed his expression. While Yin Yao wasn’t paying attention, she slipped some colorless seasoning powder into the soup.
As for the coarse salt that the tribe had given her, which still contained grains of sand, she didn’t use any of it. Instead, she added refined salt from her system space.
System: [Host, you’re cheating!]
“Is this really cheating? Life in this world is already so hard. There’s no need to wrong myself. It’s just soup for me and Yin Yao. No one else will find out.”
[Aren’t you afraid Yin Yao will suspect something?]
“And what if he does?”
System: Fair enough. Yin Yao couldn’t escape from the host’s grasp even if he wanted to. Even if he does suspect, he’ll probably fall willingly anyway.
Once Tang Guo thought the soup was ready, she served a bowl of bone soup to Yin Yao. He glanced at the creamy white soup, compared it to the thinner, paler broth sitting to the side, and decisively accepted it.
Tang Guo wasn’t shy either. She filled a bowl for herself and started eating.
Seeing how much she enjoyed it, Yin Yao took a sip as well. The flavor was even better than expected. The richness of the meat and bones had all been cooked into the soup.
He tried a piece of meat. It was so tender it fell apart in his mouth. It was absolutely delicious.
Then he looked at Tang Guo gnawing on a bone and was momentarily stunned before she said, “The bones are so soft after being cooked. High Priest, try chewing it. You’ll see that the bones are quite tasty too.”
Yin Yao hesitated for a moment but did as she said. He bit into a chewable part of the bone and found that it really was edible and tasted great.
After that, Tang Guo didn’t need to say another word. Yin Yao finished one bowl and went straight for a second. Between the two of them, they emptied the entire pot of bone soup.
While they were happily eating here, the rest of the tribe had already caught the scent and were watching from afar as their High Priest and Ah Guoguo enjoyed their meal.
No one dared ask the High Priest for food, so they had to turn back and try making soup themselves, following Ning Luo’s method. But no matter what they did, the flavor just didn’t compare.
They all thought, as expected of the High Priest. Even his soup tasted better.
Some even secretly felt that the High Priest’s soup might taste even better than the one Ning Luo had made.
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