I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 406: The Secret of Chili Sauce

"Knowing you like to eat them, I dried a lot of seaweed. The Sea Beastmen also said these types are delicious, so I brought a bit of everything back for you." Max lifted the water sphere on top and set it aside, digging out several water spheres from the bottom.

Eric leaned in close. Looking carefully, he saw inside these water spheres were dozens of black spiky balls about a meter in diameter. They were so big he couldn’t believe they were sea urchins...

There were also sea cucumbers like the ones he had picked up on the beach, only these were much longer. These must have been caught by the Sea Beastmen from the deep sea.

"That’s right, Max, what do the Sea Beastmen look like? Do they look like merfolk?" After looking at the seafood and getting over his excitement, Eric thought of an important question and looked up to ask.

The original owner of the body had never seen a Sea Beastman, only heard his mother mention them. Eric knew even less; the last time he went to the sea, he wasn’t as lucky as this time and didn’t meet the legendary Sea Beastmen.

"Merfolk?" Max repeated in confusion, shaking his head: "I don’t know what merfolk look like. Sea Beastmen have a human body and a fish tail. Those with high magic power can transform into human form after coming ashore."

Isn’t that a mermaid? Eric, having grown up with fairy tales, was even more excited than when he saw the seafood. He took a few deep breaths on the spot before he could calm down.

"Take me with you next time, okay? I want to see what Sea Beastmen look like too. They must be beautiful..." Eric pleaded with Max, wishing he could sprout a tail to wag.

As he spoke, he started to daydream, images of merfolk from various anime and movies appearing in his mind.

Intuition told Max that his partner was definitely not thinking about anything good at this moment. He was a bit unhappy and pressed a forceful kiss onto Eric’s lips, only then recalling Eric’s reason.

Recovering his senses, Eric smiled ingratiatingly at the jealous Max: "Alright, alright, don’t be angry. I was just curious; I’ve never seen a Sea Beastman."

Max never had any way to deal with him and sighed: "I’ll take you next time."

Eric cheered and started looking around the yard to see what everyone had brought back.

Snake skins that were thin yet tough, black mixed with red, shimmering with a steady light under the sun; one look and you knew they were good stuff.

Lots of different types of dried seaweed, and there was even dried oyster meat and dried scallop meat.

"They cleaned them so well."

Eric exclaimed as he looked through them.

"The Sea Beastmen taught us. I heard that when they trade with other races, they often sell this kind of dried shellfish. Both humans and Elves like them." Max squatted beside him and said softly.

"This Sea Beastman is too kind. Doesn’t this count as a trade secret? Yet he just told you guys." Eric’s expression changed: "Wait, was this Sea Beastman male or female!"

His eyebrows shot up, his youthful face lacking sharp angles, and his attempt to look fierce appeared particularly funny. Max stared at his face and let out a few laughs.

"It was a male Sea Beastman," Max replied, holding back his laughter.

Eric was a bit skeptical: "Really? Then why was he so good to you guys? He exchanged so many things with you and was even willing to spend so much effort using this kind of magic."

Rubbing Eric’s head, Max found it even funnier.

"Isn’t it all thanks to you? He was attracted by the smell of the chili sauce. We had already eaten nearly half of it by then, and the rest we didn’t want to trade. He used fresh seafood as a bargaining chip, so we agreed."

That night, Max and Michael were in charge of grilling meat, while Grass was watching the pot on the other side.

Michael remembered Eric’s way of cooking oysters, so he took out the chili sauce, put it on the oysters, and steamed them. As expected, the taste was exceptionally delicious.

But before they could eat, a figure of a Sea Beastman appeared in the sea. He was craving the chili steamed oysters and took out various items to trade with them.

Max didn’t want to use the chili sauce Eric made himself to exchange for some cold pearls.

The Sea Beastman had no choice and couldn’t bear to leave, so he pulled out his unique skill, successfully attracting the curiosity of the three Snow Wolves opposite him.

This innate skill of the Sea Beastmen was extremely attractive. Max wavered slightly when he thought about being able to bring fresh shrimp and crabs back for his young partner.

His little partner was now the patriarch and couldn’t easily leave the tribe; otherwise, he would definitely want to come here too.

Max still remembered Eric’s excitement the last time they went to the coast and his fascination with marine creatures, so he agreed to the Sea Beastman’s request.

Eric’s dark eyes widened in surprise. It turned out they traded with chili sauce. He had thought Max used magic cores or furs to exchange for these things with the Sea Beastman.

He had said it before: Sea Beastmen weren’t interested in the furs and magic cores of land beastmen. After all, furs were useless at the bottom of the sea.

As for magic cores, the other world was similar to Earth, just several times larger. The ocean area was larger than the land, and there were even more magical beasts in the sea than on land. With the unity and strength of the Sea Beastmen, they didn’t lack these things either.

The thing that could attract Sea Beastmen was delicious food they had never eaten before.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, other protagonists relied on strength to conquer the other world, while he was doing great - every time he attracted other races, it was based on delicious food...

"You got so many things for chili sauce, and he even taught you how to dry scallops. The Sea Beastmen are indeed as wealthy as the rumors say; so generous," Eric exclaimed.

Since seeing him, the smile on Max’s face hadn’t stopped. His warm, dry hand reached down to hold his partner’s hand, which was a size smaller.

"Besides this reason, the most important thing is that your cooking skills are good. That Sea Beastman was so generous because he wanted us to bring chili sauce over in the future."

There were too many things in the yard. Max didn’t let Eric lift a finger; he slowly moved them into the basement himself.

Eric was free. Leo obediently followed Luci, so Eric took the opportunity when no one was around to take out a pack of activated charcoal and start filtering raw salt.

Eric didn’t hog all the fresh seafood; he let Max take most of it to the cafeteria, keeping only a small portion.

After all, the seafood in the other world was huge. Even for a beastman in beast form, one lobster was enough to fill their stomach.

But the Sea Beastmen’s innate skill was indeed powerful; at least for a year, there was no need to worry about the seafood spoiling.

Eric was full of interest in these mermaid-like creatures, but he hid his thoughts deep inside to avoid making Max explode with jealousy again.

...

In a small courtyard not far away, a large parasol was placed in a vibrant flower garden. Beneath it was a wooden lounge chair and a small wooden table, on which sat a silver pot and an exquisite little silver cup.

Henry absently took a sip of Elf tea, but his mind couldn’t focus. He frowned and put down the parchment scroll in his hand.

He stood up. The noise ringing in his ears earlier had gradually faded, but now he could faintly hear the voice of the little patriarch, accompanied by laughter. He seemed to be in a very good mood.

Beastmen really didn’t care about the details, Henry thought coldly, his face expressionless.

That patriarch was still a cub. Thirty years old was still a very young cub among beastmen. There was no fluctuation of beast origin power on him; it seemed he hadn’t unlocked his beast origin power yet.

To have a partner in such a situation, someone who looked so intelligent yet...

A trace of emotion rose in his heart - he didn’t know if it was regret or pity. Henry lost interest in reading, stood up, and went inside the house.