Chapter 298: Inviting the Females to the Castle

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

But this was the best they could manage in the beastmen’s world.

Unlike rice pulp, unfiltered pulp made from wheat bran was of a slightly dark color. However, their textures were similarly smooth. People in the modern ages called this “whole wheat flour”.

After the pulp was let to settle for half an hour, the clear water on the surface was poured away. By then, the remaining pulp was already rather thick, and it could simply be laid out on a large rock to dry under the sun.

It had been blazing hot these few days. After being exposed to the scorching sun for one day, the pulp was basically dry now and had solidified into pieces. Just apply a little pressure and they would be crushed into powder.

The backyard of the tiger castle was strewn with rocks, and the wheat pulp was laid over them to be exposed under the sun. Five days later, two-thirds of the wheat transformed into a light brown colored flour, and the remaining one-third was left as seeds.

Six bags of wheat reduced to merely four bags after they were ground into powder. Looking at the large bags of flour at home, the corners of Bai Qingqing’s lips curled up into a sneer laced with hatred.

It’s time to deal the ape king a blow.

Don’t females love drinking rice water? This proves that even the carnivorous females can accept starchy foods.

Bai Qingqing didn’t think that wheat was much different from rice. In fact, wheat was much more versatile, and its flavor was also richer. Compared to the boring rice, wheat was more suited for the beastman world, which didn’t have as much variety in food.

Furthermore, wheat was much easier to grow than rice. If the females could accept flour, Winston’s prestige would definitely be enhanced!

“Winston, go and call the females in the City of Beastmen over.”

“Okay.” Without questioning this at all, Winston strode out.

Shortly after, the deafening deep growl of a tiger was heard from outside the door.

Bai Qingqing dabbed some flour onto her fingertip and, with a flick of her index finger, the powder swirled in the air.

“Parker, can you help me start a fire?” Bai Qingqing turned around and said to Parker with a smile. “Start it in the main hall and boil the big pot. I’m going to make a pot of noodle soup for the females.”

Parker’s heart skipped a beat at Bai Qingqing’s smile. Without even thinking about it, he agreed. “Okay.”

Only after running into the woodshed did it occur to him that Bai Qingqing just said she was going to distribute her food to the females in the village. But it was too late for regrets.

In the backyard, Curtis came back with a clean grinding stone.

Bai Qingqing said, “Many people are going to come later. You should go upstairs.”

Standing next to the grinding stone, Curtis said, “I’m worried about you. I’ll just stay in the backyard.”

Knowing that Curtis was traumatized from the assassination attempt on her previously, she nodded. Actually, now that she thought of it, she too felt lingering fears.

“Then help me kill a short-winged bird.”

“Okay.”

The citizens of the City of Beastmen had a lot of respect for the beast kings. Especially since Winston had just contributed a great deal for everyone, they particularly held him in high regard.

Shortly after, several females entered the tiger castle.

Bai Qingqing did the cooking personally this time, for she knew that Parker wouldn’t willingly cook for other people.

When the fire became hot enough, she drizzled some oil into the stone pot. The instant the oil landed on the pot, smoke started coming from it. She hurriedly added ginger, garlic, Sichuan pepper, and other condiments into the pot.

As the contents of the pot crackled, a strong smell that stimulated the senses entered the air.

Those females who arrived first felt a little frightened when they heard those explosions and went to hide far away. One of the females shouted at Bai Qingqing, “What are you doing? Get away from there!”

Bai Qingqing turned her head and smiled at them, before stir-frying the condiments and pouring in clear water.

After another series of sizzling sounds, the pot resumed its calm. While the water temperature wasn’t too high, Bai Qingqing added some shredded meat from about 150g-200g of the short-winged bird into the pot.

If the meat was placed into the water while it was still cool, the texture of the meat would turn out more tender, and the juice of the meat would also permeate more easily into the soup, making the soup tastier. This was what Parker learned over this past one year of cooking soup.