Favorite of the Beast-world: I Got Rich Through Farming-Chapter 219 - 161: A Pregnant Female + She Is So Beautiful + Sound-Transmitting Conch Shell
What can you make with flour?
This brought to mind the rich and ancient cuisine of Ancient China. Steamed buns, dumplings, noodles... the list was practically endless, enough to astonish the entire world.
But the situation was urgent. Faced with hordes of starving, destitute Beastmen, a simple yet incredibly filling flour-based recipe suddenly came to An Jin’s mind.
—Dough drop soup!
This rustic dough drop soup was suitable for all ages and required no special skill to make.
It was simply a matter of mixing flour and water into a thick paste, dropping it into boiling water, and tossing in some foraged wild vegetables and fruits. If available, one could even crack in a bird’s egg or two. Finally, add some seasoning and wait for the dough drops to cook.
An Jin nodded, her eyes resolute. Her voice, gentle to the core, carried on the wind to the crowd’s ears. "My people and I have traveled from the Worri Forest, hundreds of miles away, to reach Beast Gathering City. We came to help you, and we will make sure you all have full bellies!"
The Beastmen erupted at once, their eyes welling with tears as they stared with reverence and excitement at the slender yet resolute figure in the square.
Some of the Beastmen who still had some strength struggled up from the corners where they’d been resting. Working together, they came to the center of the square and set up five massive stone cauldrons, each as tall and wide as a person.
They brought out the last of the firewood from the warehouse. Soon, orange-red bonfires were blazing fiercely in the damp air, radiating a tenacious vitality.
BUBBLE... BUBBLE...
The wait was agonizing for the starving crowd, but at last, under everyone’s eager watch, the water in the great stone cauldrons began to boil, sending bubbles bursting at the surface.
The Beastmen quickly tore open five or six bags of flour and, following the instructions, began dropping clumps of dough into the cauldrons.
They also dug up some of the wild vegetables they had nearly eaten into extinction, chopped them up, and threw them into the pots. Finally, they added seasoning and let it all simmer.
As several thousand Beastmen from across the city watched with rapt attention, An Jin used a thick animal hide to lift a lid. The aroma instantly filled the air.
It wasn’t just the females; even the male Beastmen, who much preferred meat, swallowed hard, their eyes gleaming with a ravenous light.
In this unprecedented famine, they had been driven to the brink of madness by starvation.
Meat or not, as long as it was food, they were ready to devour it like wild animals.
"Go rest for a bit. I’ll distribute the food." Ling Hong’s gaze fell on her flushed, sweat-beaded cheeks, a look of concern in his eyes. He reached out and gently wiped the sweat from her face.
Taking the large wooden ladle from her, he served her a bowl first, then led her to a large, nearby rock to sit and rest.
The famished Beastmen eagerly formed a long line in the square.
Song Yi kept a close watch on the crowd, which threatened to grow unruly at any moment, and assigned a few Eagle Beasts to help Ling Hong.
Bowl after bowl, the dough drop soup in the great cauldrons was quickly depleted. Thanks to the organized effort, the Beastmen all soon had their own bowls of hot soup.
"Isn’t there anything else to eat? I don’t want this dough drop soup! I want meat!"
A shrill, caustic female voice suddenly cut through the crowd.
An Jin lowered her bowl, her gaze shifting toward the sound. The voice was strangely familiar.
Lin Xixue stepped forward, jutting out her large belly. She glanced disdainfully at the dough drop soup everyone was clamoring for and snapped, "I’m pregnant! This stuff has no nutrition. How is the baby in my belly supposed to grow?"
Like all the other Beastmen in the city, she had suffered the ravages of hunger. Now, she wanted meat—she desperately wanted meat!
After taking a mate and becoming pregnant, Lin Xixue had grown even more lazy and reckless. Her hair, unwashed for half a month, was a greasy mess plastered to her forehead, and her face hadn’t been washed in days.
Her pregnancy had made her once tall, slender figure bloated, and the famine had left her once-beautiful, fair cheeks sunken and sallow. Yet her temper had only worsened. Using her pregnancy as a privilege, she would throw tantrums, hit people, and break things whenever she pleased.
If not for her facial features, which were still more striking and beautiful than those of other females, she would have already become just another plain, sallow-faced woman lost in the crowd.
In her previous life, Lin Xixue had been plain and ordinary, even suffering from extreme low self-esteem. After being repeatedly put down and ignored by those around her, her psyche had gradually become twisted and dark.
But in this life, armed with unparalleled status and beauty, she could no longer suppress the wickedness in her heart. She wanted to lord it over others, just as others had lorded it over her.
Faced with such a difficult female—a pregnant one, at that—the males all looked at each other, completely at a loss.
