I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 268: Stop Being So Cheesy, You Two!

Eric was leading everyone in wrapping the cabbage rolls.

The finished rolls were stacked on plates, piling up into small mountains.

"Max, you guys are done training? Come quickly and slice this fish into thin fillets; we’re only missing the pickled vegetable fish soup."

Seeing the warriors return, Eric jumped up happily, letting the others continue wrapping while he pulled Max to the fat fish intentionally left behind, pointing at it and urging him.

Seeing his mate only remembering that fish, Max smiled helplessly, obediently washed his hands in the water ball created by Eric, then extended his sharp claws. In an instant, he sliced the black fish into paper-thin, pink fillets.

"Wow, this could make sashimi," Eric said in surprise, holding a piece of meat as thin as a cicada’s wing.

The sauerkraut was already washed. He stir-fried it in an iron pan until fragrant, added water to make soup, and then put in the sliced fish. The fish was sliced thin, so it cooked instantly and turned white.

Eric heated another iron pan, added lard to fry shallots and dried chilies until fragrant, then poured it into the pickled vegetable fish soup. The sour and spicy aroma that stimulated salivary glands immediately spread throughout the cafeteria.

"Done! Let’s serve the food!" Eric shouted happily.

Max was about to carry the pot, but just as he bent down, the iron pan in front of him was snatched away by Sam, who ran over gleefully.

Eric chuckled a few times: "Sam is still reckless for food as always."

"Head full of nothing but eating," Max rarely commented.

The smell of food in the cafeteria was too enticing. The tribesmen couldn’t sit still; one after another, they stopped their work and came to the cafeteria to eat.

Jessica and the others didn’t even have time to eat; they hurriedly distributed food to the tribesmen.

Today’s meal was extremely rich: cabbage rolls as long as an arm, fragrant pickled vegetable fish soup, clay pot braised fish cooked by Jessica, lighter shrimp and meat tofu soup, and potato strips prepared specifically for the Horned Goat tribe.

A Tát had brought A Khắc and his sister A Ly to the cafeteria early. Although the Horned Goat tribe had always been vegetarian, since coming here, they ate various stir-fried and stewed vegetables with the Snow Wolves every day, none of which were without meat. These delicious dishes they had never eaten before had long conquered them.

At this moment, looking at the delicious-looking dishes, they didn’t hesitate to take a portion of each.

They hadn’t eaten fish or shrimp before, but which dish of the Hadu tribe had they ever eaten before joining?

Wasn’t every dish delicious? They thought this fish and shrimp would definitely have a unique flavor. At least it didn’t smell fishy. Wouldn’t it be a pity not to eat it?

The Horned Goat people were naturally large, and even as vegetarians, their appetites were not small. They happily carried their food to the tables and chairs. Before they even sat firmly, they couldn’t resist taking a big bite of the cabbage roll.

The sticky mashed potato, loose rice grains, and savory egg sauce were wrapped in cabbage leaves. With one bite, foods of different textures blended perfectly, making them so happy they couldn’t help but squint their eyes.

A Tát finished an arm-long cabbage roll in just a few bites, eating so fast he almost choked. He hurriedly drank a mouthful of fish soup and was immediately shocked by its deliciousness.

"Snow Wolves really know how to make food!" He couldn’t help but exclaim.

Beside them were people who had arrived even earlier.

Arthur had long been holding a large plate, no smaller than that of the Horned Goat people, eating his fill. Everyone in the Hadu tribe was used to this human with an abnormally large appetite; they didn’t even glance at him, just swallowing their saliva while waiting for their turn to get food.

Phong laughed and patted Arthur’s shoulder. He had a good impression of this human lad who worked briskly:

"Every time we eat, you’re the most active. Why are you here so fast?"

With a mouth full of food, Arthur looked up, his eyes still staring at the plate, speaking indistinctly: "I followed Eric here."

Everyone knew this human followed Eric around all day for food, and they couldn’t help but laugh.

"Arthur is smart; following Eric guarantees good food!" A Snow Wolf laughed.

Arthur pretended not to hear the laughter, answered Phong’s question with the most polite attitude possible, and then lowered his head to continue gobbling down food.

The tribesmen had labored tirelessly for over two months; both their bodies and minds were comforted by this delicious meal.

"Max, when will you and Michael set off? I was thinking, there’s still over a month until sowing time. This period is just enough for you to go there and back."

After the meal, since everyone was present, Eric asked Max.

Mat was eating with Leo and other cubs at a low table nearby. Michael glanced at Mat:

"The Snake tribe’s cub is really well-behaved; doesn’t cry or fuss."

"He’s young and doesn’t remember much yet. It’s not hard to comfort him when he misses home."

Eric smiled at these obedient children, thinking of the naughty kids in his past life, and rejoiced inwardly that the cubs in his family were all very well-behaved.

Max’s gaze turned to Eric. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Since there is time, Michael and I will set off in two days and return before sowing."

Eric was a bit worried; the journey involved both the Magical Beast Mountains and the Illusion Moon Forest:

"Is just the two of you enough? How about letting Grass go along too?"

For some reason, among the younger generation, besides Max and Michael, Eric felt the most reliable person in the tribe was Grass.

Grass, sitting nearby, nodded upon hearing this: "Whatever works."

Max saw Eric’s face full of worry and reached out to gently stroke his hair a few times:

"Don’t worry, Snow Wolves can smell magical beasts from very far away. High-level magical beasts won’t leave their territories easily; we just need to detour around them. It’s best for Grass to stay here in the tribe to protect you."

With so many people around, Eric was a bit shy, but faced with parting, he couldn’t bear to push Max’s hand away:

"Thomas is in the tribe, along with other warriors; it’s very safe. You guys are going to find the Snake tribe’s settlement and have to search slowly inside the Magical Beast Mountains. I’m not at ease."

Grass gritted her teeth. She held back again and again but finally couldn’t resist slamming the table:

"Fine, that’s enough! I’ll go with Max and Michael! What’s unsafe about the tribe? Let’s just decide on that!"

Stop being so cheesy, you two!

Grass barely managed to swallow the last sentence, screaming it only in her heart.

Eric laughed awkwardly and scratched the back of his head shyly: "Alright then, let’s do that. When you guys are ready, take Mat to find his family."

Mat heard them mention his name and looked up blankly to look around.