Farming in the beast world starts with the cub learning system

After rice and wheat became popular in the tribe, she also developed rice noodles and dry noodles, while snail noodles were a supplementary product, or a contraband item.

In her previous life, Zhu Yuanyuan had never eaten snail noodles. It was only after she traveled through time that she bought some in a virtual mall to try it out, and she became addicted to it.

But I had to eat secretly every time, and then I had to brush my teeth, take a shower and change clothes after eating. It was really inconvenient. It’s not like now, when I can cook at home whenever I want to eat, and it doesn’t matter if others smell the food.

However, there are people who love to eat it and there are people who don’t like to eat it, such as Da Wu Hu Yin. He thinks the smell of snail noodles is too strong and he can’t eat a single bite.

Someone asked Zhu Yuanyuan with a smile about her master's preferences. She couldn't just say coldly that she didn't know, so she could only make up some stories, some true and some false, so that it would be more convincing.

The biggest lie among them is that 'the Great Witch loves to eat snail noodles'. Many people in the tribe started eating them after hearing about it, but this was the first time that someone made it as a loving breakfast.

To be honest, she wanted to laugh.

"Laugh if you want to," Hu Yin said indifferently, "I'll hit you a few more times anyway."

Zhu Yuanyuan stared at the stick in the master's hand and couldn't laugh anymore. "Well, Master, listen to me and explain~"

"You talk, I'm listening," Hu Yin smiled kindly.

He always has to give his apprentice a chance to explain himself before beating him, otherwise people will misunderstand him as a cruel person.

Zhu Yuanyuan felt that the situation was not good, so she said, "Because the master is famous, there are many admirers in the tribe. They find every opportunity to pester me to ask about my preferences. Who am I? How can I spread the true situation of the master everywhere? So I made up some nonsense."

"Oh," Hu Yin asked indifferently, "Besides my love for river snail rice noodle, what else do you like?"

"Nothing much," Zhu Yuanyuan blinked her big eyes and pretended to be well-behaved, "I just like to eat stinky tofu, pig intestines, and braised pig heads..."

Hu Yin's face darkened as he listened, and he called out coldly, "Are you trying to put all your favorite foods on my head?"

"Hehe," Zhu Yuanyuan scratched her head embarrassedly, "Those with factual basis are easier to substitute. Besides, most of them are true~"

For example, nine-turn large intestine and braised pig's head, as well as pork tripe and chicken, stir-fried kidney, husband and wife lung slices, etc., all have stronger flavors and my master likes them very much.

Hu Yin's face was gloomy. He could no longer bear it, so he raised the wooden stick and hit the bastard apprentice's calf.

"Ah~" Zhu Yuanyuan dodged flexibly but cried out miserably, as if she had been cruelly tortured.

Hu Yin didn't hit anyone with his stick, and the magic sound pierced his brain. The curious eyes of the witches not far away also floated over from time to time, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Some people say that the apprentice is a bastard because the master did not teach him well. But he has to be taught well. Besides, the apprentice has his own parents to take care of him, so he won't join in the fun.

The witch was so angry that she almost got hurt. "Stop right there. Don't hide."

"I was hit, and it hurts my heart. I don't want you to regret it," Zhu Yuanyuan said shamelessly.

"You'll regret it if I don't beat you," Hu Yin cursed with gritted teeth.

Zhu Yuanyuan: "..." Forget it, she should just avoid it seriously!

I didn't dare to run. Dodging was already my limit. I just had to wait until my master got tired and stopped beating me. I could talk calmly only when his anger was almost depleted.

Hu Yin could be said to be a homebody. He seldom went out and exercised. Even though he practiced the Beast Yuan Jue, his physical strength was just so-so. He slowed down after swinging the stick for less than half an hour. Finally, he leaned on the stick and panted as he said, "Stand outside the toilet."

"How long will you stand here?" Zhu Yuanyuan asked pitifully.

"Of course you have to stand until noon. Don't try to be lazy and not cook," Hu Yin answered without hesitation.

"Oh, Master, you have such a strong taste," Zhu Yuanyuan's eyes immediately became strange, "I'm standing here and stinking all over. If I go to cook, won't the kitchen stink too?"

Hu Yin thought what he said made a lot of sense and was speechless.

Thinking about the strong stench that lingered in his nose while eating, the Great Witch felt unwell and quickly changed his words with a stern face, "Come here, stand at the door of the pharmacy and reflect on yourself, and don't run around."

"Okay, Master, don't worry, I will definitely stand well," Zhu Yuanyuan almost patted her chest to make the promise.

Just kidding, I can stand there without doing any work, and I can watch others working hard while eating some melon seeds, which makes me feel so happy.

The witches looked at each other and made faces. Most of them sighed, "The little witch is so brave." The people in the small branch were worried and prayed silently, "Don't get caught by the witch."

Zhu Yuanyuan herself didn't care at all. After eating the melon seeds in her hand, she stuffed the shell into her trouser pocket, licked her lower lip and thought, it would be nice to have a glass of water.

At this moment, the Great Witch came out of the pharmacy and asked, "How is your reflection going? Have you realized your mistakes?"

"Yes," Zhu Yuanyuan said seriously, "It's all my fault for not having a strong will. I got lost in everyone's flattery and even slandered Da Wu for liking to eat snail rice noodles and stinky tofu."

Hu Yin: “…” There’s no need to put it so clearly.

"Master, I was wrong," Zhu Yuanyuan asked eagerly, "Can I go get a drink of water?"

"Go away," Hu Yin said unhappily, "You are responsible for preparing lunch today, including for the witches. You are not allowed to ask for help. Do you hear me?"

Zhu Yuanyuan replied in a drawn-out tone, "I heard it~"

He ran as soon as he finished speaking, quickly slipped into the kitchen, took out his own small cup from the cupboard, poured a glass of boiled water from the cold kettle, and drank it all in one gulp.

Phew~ I’m finally alive.

Next time I am punished to stand, I must not eat melon seeds. It makes my mouth dry and makes me feel uncomfortable.

It is no small task for one person to prepare lunch for more than 20 people. Zhu Yuanyuan did not dare to be careless and did not plan to make it too complicated. She directly cooked a pot of vegetable and lean meat porridge, then boiled a pot of sweet potatoes, and finally stewed a pot of mutant wild boar meat with potatoes.

Thinking of the picky witch, he kneaded the dough and made dozens of corn cakes, and cooked a pot of braised pork in a small pot.

Great, it’s done.

During the meal, no one was jealous of the braised pork and corn cakes on the witch's table. They first scrambled to share the stewed potatoes with meat, and then the vegetable and lean meat porridge. Only the boiled sweet potatoes were unpopular.

There is no other way. Sweet potatoes have a high yield. Even if the planting scale of rice and wheat is expanded, the harvest is just so-so, not enough for the whole tribe to eat every day. So they can only eat more sweet potatoes.

No matter how delicious something is, you will get tired of it if you eat too much, so it is not surprising to leave some food at the end.

Hu Yin curled her lips, "It's just because I've had such an easy life."

If you are not full every day, no one will complain even if it is sweet potato.

"Master is right," Zhu Yuanyuan said flatteringly, "From now on, we will arrange sweet potato rice, sweet potato cakes, sweet potato porridge, roasted sweet potatoes, steamed sweet potatoes for their lunch..."

She didn't mean to cause trouble, she just thought that cooking sweet potatoes in different ways might help everyone correct their picky eating habits.

Everyone: "..." No need to explain, you, Old Six, just can't stand seeing everyone doing well!