Farming in the beast world starts with the cub learning system

Zhu Yuanyuan felt that her master was pretending to be ignorant, but she didn't dare to say anything and had to explain humbly, "I'm too busy on weekdays, and there's less to do on rainy days."

"Oh," Hu Yin said calmly, "No need to wait. It's not very convenient on rainy days, and the mutant monkeys won't run around. You two can go today and bring back some wine while the weather is good."

"Isn't this bad?" Zhu Yuanyuan said in embarrassment, "Others will be unhappy if they know."

She was not just talking nonsense, she really believed it. If she were in his shoes, she would also be unhappy if she heard that a colleague had asked for leave when she was busy.

Hu Yin waved her hands impatiently, "I asked you to go, just give me more wine when the time comes."

With the Great Witch at the front, no one dared to say anything sour. However, Zhu Yuanyuan still refused, "I'm not going today. Brother Shi has already left with the hunting team."

The reason was sufficient, Hu Yin was speechless and had to step aside, "Okay, you guys go tomorrow, you can't wait until it rains."

Having said that, Zhu Yuanyuan could only nod and say, "I understand."

The master couldn't wait to drink, so she could only agree with tears in her eyes.

That night, Zhu Yuanyuan went home and told Bai Shi what happened. She was a little amused. "Master is right. It's not easy to deal with monkeys on rainy days."

Bai Shi chuckled, "Okay, we'll go tomorrow."

"Where are you going?" Grandpa Zhu poked his head into the kitchen.

Zhu Yuanyuan, "Go catch the mutant monkey."

"Why catch that? You can't eat it," Grandpa Zhu frowned.

In fact, they are edible, but monkeys look like humans, which makes them disgusting to eat. Plus, they are social animals and like to climb around in trees. Orcs cannot gain the upper hand against the monkeys, so over time, it is assumed that mutant monkeys cannot be eaten.

"I don't want to eat them. I just catch one and keep it for fun," Zhu Yuanyuan said seriously. "Grandpa, do you want one? If you do, I'll catch a few more."

"What do you want? We have someone like you jumping around all the time at home, so why do we need to keep a monkey?" Grandpa Zhu said with a dark face and then retracted his head. "Hurry up and cook dinner. I'm hungry."

"Huh?" Zhu Yuanyuan's eyes were confused, and he turned around to seek an answer, "Brother Shi, what did grandpa mean by that? He said I look like a monkey?"

"Ahem," Bai Shi cleared his throat and said soothingly with a smile, "It's okay. You made grandpa unhappy this morning. It's normal to be scolded. Let's make something delicious for him."

Zhu Yuanyuan thought it made sense, "Okay, what delicious food should I make~"

She put her hand on her chin and thought for a few minutes, "Got it, let's eat snail noodles!"

There is no rice noodles in the tribe yet, but it doesn’t matter, you can use sweet potato noodles instead. The main thing is that the snails I caught early two days ago have been kept in the water for so long that they should have spit out all the sand. I can fry them and use them to make soup and sweet potato noodles.

"This..." Bai Shi hesitated, "Do you want to add pickled bamboo shoots?"

"Of course I have to add it," Zhu Yuanyuan laughed, "Xiao Ke's pickled bamboo shoots are delicious and authentic, grandpa will definitely like it."

Shiraishi said in a low voice, "It's hard to say. The sour bamboo shoots have a strong taste, and grandpa may not like it. In fact, you can use another bowl to put some in, and add it if you like it."

Since it is specially made for grandpa, you have to be careful.

"That's fine," Zhu Yuanyuan listened to the advice, "I'll go to the utility room to get the sweet potato noodles and prepare some side dishes. You cut the snails' buttocks."

After assigning the tasks, the two of them got busy.

The snail noodles can also be cooked in a richer way, for example, by adding fish balls, meatballs, fried eggs, etc. Originally, fried bean curd sheets were also required, but she was lazy and only taught everyone how to make tofu, not bean curd sheets.

Bai Shi is also very good at cutting the snail's butt, and that's the good thing about his great strength.

Two people work together, one stir-frying snails and making soup, the other cooking sweet potato noodles. Anyway, they can do whatever they want with the pot.

As soon as the snail noodles were cooked, Grandpa Zhu came over to smell the aroma and said, "It smells so good. When can we eat it?"

"Right away," Zhu Yuanyuan responded, "Grandpa, please set out the bowls and chopsticks. Take the big bowl instead of the small bowl for eating."

In fact, the rice bowls at home are also as big as her face, but orcs have big appetites, and she is no exception, so it is easier to eat from a big bowl.

With delicious food in front of him, Grandpa Zhu had no time to think about the past. He happily ran to the cupboard and took out three large basins and three pairs of long chopsticks. He scooped some water from the water tank, washed them, and placed them on the table.

When the pickled bamboo shoots were served, his saliva stopped, "What's so smelly?"

He looked at his granddaughter with suspicion, "You——"

"Stop, don't let your imagination run wild," Zhu Yuanyuan said with a serious face, "This is sour bamboo shoots, they smell bad but taste good, you can pick one up to taste it, if you like it, add some to the noodles, if you don't like it, don't add it."

Grandpa Zhu: "Oh, then, let me try?"

It looked very reluctant.

When the pickled bamboo shoots entered his mouth, Grandpa Zhu's solemn expression eased a little. After chewing twice, he smiled and said, "Not bad, you can eat it."

Zhu Yuanyuan blinked her big eyes and diligently put a large chopstick of pickled bamboo shoots into grandpa's bowl. "If it tastes good, eat more. We made a lot at home. It's enough to last for a long time."

As he said this, he wanted to have another bite.

"Enough, enough!" Grandpa Zhu hurriedly stopped him, "This smell is too strong, we can't put too much."

He was afraid that he would pass out from the fumes before he even put it in his mouth.

Zhu Yuanyuan decided to stop while she was ahead. "Okay, Grandpa, eat more. Make sure you're full."

"You don't have to tell me, I won't let myself be wronged," Grandpa Zhu said without even raising his head, just concentrating on eating.

After eating and drinking, Zhu Yuanyuan pulled out a small backpack with a lid from under the stool and said mysteriously, "Grandpa, I'll show you something good that can make you look better."

"Can it become more beautiful?" Grandpa Zhu's eyes lit up and he urged happily, "Take it out and let us see it."

I thought to myself, everyone says that my granddaughter is very good at making medicine, could she have developed a medicine that can whiten skin and remove wrinkles?

Then he has to eat more.

Zhu Yuanyuan opened the lid, "Look! A big, juicy cucumber~"

Grandpa Zhu's smile froze, "That's it?"

It's not like he hasn't eaten cucumbers before. They taste bland and not sweet enough, so how can they be considered good?

"Grandpa, don't look down on it," Zhu Yuanyuan said seriously, "Cucumbers are not only edible, but also can be used as facial masks."

"Oh," Grandpa Zhu replied perfunctorily, obviously not believing it.

Zhu Yuanyuan was not discouraged. She took the most juicy cucumber and shook it in her hand. "Cut the cucumber into thin slices and apply it all over your face. After fifteen minutes, peel it off. Your skin will become hydrated and shiny. If you apply it more often, it can also smooth out wrinkles."

Grandpa Zhu thought that his granddaughter was a little noisy, but she didn't like to tell lies, so maybe it could be useful. Why not give it a try?

There are plenty of cucumbers in the vegetable garden at home. We can eat them all and use them as facial masks.

Thinking of this, he snatched the small basket of cucumbers and said, "I'll try it later. If it doesn't work, I'll beat you up tomorrow."

"Forget it then," Zhu Yuanyuan pretended to snatch the cucumber back, "Everything has a process, including facial mask. How can you become beautiful in just one or two times?"

Grandpa Zhu held the small backpack tightly and shouted, "Stop it, I'll apply it a few more times before we talk, okay?"