The old witch doctor looked at Bosen with a complicated expression, and a smile finally appeared on his wrinkled old face: "You can eat too."

While distributing the purple fruit porridge to the orcs, Bosen patted his tight-knitted belly: "I had eaten it when I got up, and it hasn't been long since now, so I'm not hungry at all. You can eat it."

Boman and Heitu, two orcs who had already eaten Watson's tribe food, naturally knew how delicious these foods were.

As soon as Bosen finished speaking, the two beasts held the porcelain bowl with big faces and sucked the sweet and glutinous purple fruit porridge, and even soaked the cakes in their hands very skillfully in the porridge.

Drink porridge and eat pancakes that are particularly delicious because they have been soaked in porridge. Then I have a large mouthful of spicy, salty and fragrant slices of meat.

That taste...

Tsk~ It's simply not better.

Seeing that the clan leader and the witch doctor had already started, the orcs were no longer polite, and showed that they had a tentative drink of porridge.

Then, a green light appeared in his eyes. He held a spoon and a basin of meat slices before he could complete his mission without having to hold on for long.

Clever action, sit up from me.

Looking at the three empty utensils, the orcs scratched their heads with a little embarrassed look. The beast was short-mouthed, and everyone talked to Bosen one after another.

"Oh, my butt is on fire!" Suddenly, an orc sitting against the wall jumped up from the kang and kept slapping his butt.

The orcs around him looked at him strangely: "Stop taking pictures, there is nothing, how can there be any fire?"

The orc touched Pipi, who was still slightly warm, and pointed to the place he had just sat down: "My butt is still hot now, you touch it, it's hot."

Seeing that his expression was not like a joke, the orcs carefully reached out to the place where the orcs had just sat.

But unexpectedly, a big hand was placed there before them, and then Bosson's voice rang out there: "It seems that it's hot."

He turned around and looked at the orc who was still a little scared on his face, with a smile in his eyes: "Don't be afraid, this is the way our tribe keeps warm during the cold season. This kang can become hot through fire. The whole cold season is hot. We can all sit on the kang and don't feel cold."

When the old witch doctor heard this, he trembled and stretched out his hand like a dry bark and placed it on the kang under him.

Sure enough, a faint warmth came to his hands.

Very warm and comfortable.

He could even imagine that in the cold season of the biting wind and heavy snow, the people of the Watson tribe sat on such a warm kang and ate the hot food just now.

Such a cold season is something they dare not even think about.

He took back his dry bark-like hands, his eyes full of emotion.

He always believed that his Gru tribe was the most powerful tribe on the Beast World continent, even if they had to migrate to this strange mountain forest for some reasons.

He still felt a sense of being above his heart.

But today, from the moment he saw the Watson Tribe wall, he knew that the powerful Gru tribe he thought was really unable to compare with the Watson Tribe.
Chapter completed!