I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 139: Balut

"Look what I caught! Doesn’t Eric like to eat wings? It took me a lot of effort to catch this Jin Bird. It’s in its incubation period, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to catch it. This guy flies really high."

Michael bragged as he walked, holding an egg in his other hand. In Eric’s eyes, that egg looked as big as a dinosaur egg.

That Jin Bird was already dead. Eric felt a little sad, but this was the law of nature. Besides, Michael had gone to the trouble of catching it because he knew Eric liked wings; he shouldn’t overthink it.

Eric suddenly remembered that when they caught the Silver-Winged Tiger on the way, he had planned to make two down quilts, but it turned out there wasn’t enough down.

Now it was great. This Jin Bird was so big, the layer of down on its body was definitely not small.

The down of a magic beast felt much nicer than ordinary pheasant feathers; it was soft, fluffy, and felt even better than the finest duck or goose down he had ever seen in his previous life.

With such good down, the insulating effect must also be excellent. He didn’t dare to imagine how comfortable a down quilt made from it would be.

The Jin Bird’s down plus the Silver-Winged Tiger’s down, not only could he make two quilts, he could also make one more for Leo.

Right now, the two brothers were sharing one quilt made from pheasant feathers.

Eric was a restless sleeper, and the kang bed at home was large. He often slept in all sorts of positions, tossing and turning, causing Leo to be exposed.

Fortunately, their new house was very draft-proof, and the kang bed was covered with animal hides, so it was warm all night, and Leo didn’t get cold.

Even so, Eric always felt a lingering guilt.

Now it was great. Two people, one quilt each, they wouldn’t have to worry about fighting over the quilt anymore.

Seeing Eric’s eyes sparkle, Michael knew he must really like this prey, and the expression on his face became even more pleased.

The Silver-Winged Tiger only had down on its wings, but this Jin Bird, under its thick, hard feathers, had a thick layer of down.

This was the new down that grew when the Jin Bird molted, a thick layer that helped it brave the cold of winter.

Michael began to process the Jin Bird’s feathers.

Poultry feathers were not easy to pluck clean. The method of using boiling water to scald the feathers was not feasible for a Jin Bird of this enormous size.

Fortunately, adult Snow Wolves had extraordinary strength, and their claws were extremely sharp. With each swipe of his claws, a whole patch of feathers was removed. Because Eric wanted to keep the soft down underneath, Michael’s movements were a bit hesitant, otherwise, it would have been even faster.

"To catch this bird, I was hit by a hailstorm from it. My head is still buzzing!" Michael angrily plucked a large patch of feathers, complaining to Eric.

Fortunately, Beastmen had very high magic defense.

Imagining the scene, Eric involuntarily sucked in a cold breath. If it were other races, let alone a swollen head, their bones would likely have been smashed to bits.

He looked at Michael with admiration, praising: "So how did Michael catch it? This bird is so powerful."

If Michael were still in his beast form, his tail would probably be wagging up to the sky:

"I ran over and grabbed its egg. It was afraid of breaking the egg, so it didn’t dare to use high-level magic, nor did it dare to fly too high, afraid I would run off with the egg. I seized that opportunity to pull it to the ground. And once on the ground, it was naturally no match for me."

"Amazing, amazing! We can make so many dishes with such a big egg!" Eric clapped his hands like a seal.

He had been curious about this egg for a long time. It was entirely ash-gray with white spots, looking very much like a dinosaur egg from those cartoons he used to watch.

Standing up, Eric walked around the egg, touching it here and there. So much egg drop soup, even just boiling it would be enough to fill an adult beastman for a meal.

Suddenly, the eggshell under his hand transmitted a slight vibration. Eric was startled and let go.

Could it be that the chick inside the egg had already formed? Oh, his giant boiled egg!

Eric didn’t believe in superstitions and placed his hand on it again. As expected, after his hand was on the shell, that spot once again transmitted a faint vibration.

"Michael, it seems there’s a chick inside..." He turned his head and said to Michael hesitantly. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Michael, whose hands were still busy plucking feathers, twitched his ears upon hearing this:

"The Jin Bird chick inside is already conscious. It won’t be long before it hatches."

"So Michael brought it back to raise it?"

Michael was being so kind to a creature outside his own tribe?

Although he was the main bottom character, in the original story, he was not a saint at all. Raising such a large flying magic beast in winter, the amount of food consumed would be more than just a little.

Hearing Eric’s question, Michael burst out laughing.

"Raise it for what? Newly hatched chicks are best when roasted. All the cubs in the families love to eat this." Michael said with a very casual expression.

Um... Knew it! Eric thought helplessly.

This way of eating, not to mention whether it was cruel or not, first of all, it was very similar to balut. And Eric hated balut with a passion. He couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose in disgust.

Michael was very observant. Even while working, he noticed Eric’s small expression. He scratched his head:

"Does Eric want to raise it? This kind of big bird eats a lot... but if you want to raise it, that’s fine too. We can just bring some more fish back from the seashore. This bird isn’t a picky eater."

"No, I..." Eric was about to refuse.

"Raise what bird?" Max heard the noise and walked over. He bent his index finger and tapped on the egg:

"Want to raise this Jin Bird? Our food this year is enough to raise it. I can also go into the mountains to hunt more. Next year, when it’s a bit bigger, it can hunt for itself."

The two of them, each saying a line, spoke as if Eric really wanted to raise this Jin Bird.

Eric quickly waved his hands in refusal. He wasn’t that capricious. Even as the tribe chief, the tribe wasn’t a place where he could just do whatever he wanted.

"No, no, no! The tribesmen have only just barely eaten their fill. I’m not raising a pet. This size will definitely eat a lot."

Max’s thin lips curled up into a slight smile.

He stroked Eric’s hair, looking down at him: "It’s fine. If you want to raise it, you can. It will be a fighting force for the tribe in the future. The best time for poultry to recognize a master is when they first hatch. Magic beasts raised from a young age are more loyal."

Michael also chimed in: "Knights and beast trainers among the humans find it as hard as ascending to the heavens to get a magic beast egg to raise from birth. Eric is still the luckiest."

Really? Eric was a bit bewildered by their words. He originally didn’t want to raise it, but now he was a little tempted.

But he was also a bit hesitant. In all his life, apart from raising a mutt, he had never raised anything else.

What if he couldn’t raise it successfully...

"But I don’t know how to raise it. What if it dies? Isn’t that a waste of food?" Eric looked to Max for help.

His reliant appearance filled Max’s heart with an indescribable joy:

"It’s fine. Didn’t Michael plan to roast it? If it doesn’t survive, we’ll just let him eat it."

Giving Max a glare, Michael said irritably: "I wanted to let Eric eat it. The meat of a young magic beast is very tender."

As if he didn’t hear his words, Max just comfortingly stroked Eric’s head again.

Made to laugh by their interaction, Eric happily hugged the magic beast egg that was almost as tall as a person.

"Alright then! When it hatches, I’ll raise it. If I can raise it successfully, I’ll ride it to fly in the sky!"

Getting to raise such a cool magic beast for the first time, Eric happily patted the egg. The chick inside the eggshell also vibrated in response, as if cooperating.

Huh, but it seems I didn’t want to raise it at first, did I?

Eric tilted his head, thinking for a moment, but still felt extremely happy about getting a super cool pet.

Wow, raising a flying magic beast is ten thousand times more awesome than raising a cat or a dog! Maybe in the future, it really can carry me and fly in the sky!

"I knew you would like it."

Michael said smugly, although the way Eric "liked" it was different from his original intention.

Eric smiled until his eyes curved into crescents: "Michael is the best! The big bird is enough for us to eat for several meals, and the little one can be a pet. I like it even more!"