Chapter 238 - 205: Pig Head

Chapter 238: Chapter 205: Pig Head

Vinegar with a Mutant Value of 14!

Huai Yu was intrigued. Although to her, this Mutant Value was so high that it would taste terrible, vinegar was quite rare on the market.

She had bought some before, but the purification effect hadn’t been very good, so it all tasted weird now.

Right now, she happily accepted the large jar. "Perfect! I’ll use this for the cucumber salad tonight."

She thought, "If I just secretly, slightly, and shallowly purify it a tiny bit, it shouldn’t be a big problem, right?"

Let alone cucumber salad, what were the prices of fresh vegetables nowadays? Even the Defense Army couldn’t have them for every meal. Seeing the washed cucumbers already set out there, the men didn’t hesitate to grab the smashed pieces and pop them into their mouths.

"MHM! So refreshing!!!"

"These cucumbers are really good! They must have cost a fortune, right?"

"Exactly, Captain Zhou. We’re just here for a meal; don’t let us eat you into bankruptcy."

"Come try it, come try it! This cucumber is seriously good!"

Huai Yu stared at their relishing expressions. She thought, "Did I accidentally purify it without noticing?" She quickly grabbed a cucumber piece and stuffed it into her own mouth—

Oh, she was overthinking it.

The Mutant Value was definitely over 12. It tasted awful.

Looking at everyone, a hint of sympathy instantly welled up in her. She enthusiastically pointed to a large basin of tomatoes sitting nearby.

"Stop eating the cucumbers and have some tomatoes instead. Those are delicious."

Because they were meant to be eaten as fruits, Huai Yu had controlled their Mutant Value, keeping it roughly between 8 and 10. Someone with fast hands had already grabbed one. Not even caring if it was washed, he took a big bite. CHOMP!

Instantly, his mouth was flooded with abundant, sweet and sour juice, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Holy shit..."

If they let loose and ate and drank to their hearts’ content this time, would they really eat away all of Captain Zhou’s retirement funds?

Zhou Qian was busy handling that large chunk of pork. While listening to Huai Yu’s instructions to remove the pork skin first, he also had to separate the fat.

The pork belly needed to be cut into small cubes, and the ribs had to be chopped up as well... He had his hands incredibly full!

Seeing this group of grown men acting so pathetic, huddling around the large basin of tomatoes and eating like there was no tomorrow, even licking the juice off their fingers—it was simply an eyesore!

Seeing that Huai Yu didn’t seem to notice this eye-burning sight, he quickly shooed them.

"Shoo, shoo! Don’t crowd the kitchen! I can’t even turn around. Here, move these basins to the living room."

After a moment of thought, he added, "Actually, never mind. It’s cooler outside. Set up a table out there and eat and drink whatever you want."

The guys really didn’t stand on ceremony!

Since he had said so, they quickly took a stroll inside the house and soon carried a table out.

However, this table was only suitable for a single family; it wasn’t big enough for their group. So they looked around and eventually just took a door off its hinges and laid it flat on top of the table.

Yes, that was big enough.

When Zhou Qian finished cutting the meat and came out to call them, he was completely dumbfounded.

"Fuck! You bunch of animals! If you don’t finish washing the dishes later, nobody is leaving!"

"Of course, of course."

With good food in front of them, everyone was exceptionally easygoing.

Let alone just washing bowls and pots, they would even scrub the door clean before reinstalling it! Otherwise, if they ruined their chances of coming back for future meals, the loss would outweigh the gain!

Meanwhile, Huai Yu tidied up, preparing to show off her skills in the kitchen. She turned and instructed them, "There’s freshly brewed Bamboo Heart Tea on the table over there. Pour it yourselves, okay?

"Do you want the yam stewed with the meat, or just eaten directly like this?

"Have the boiled salted peanuts been moved outside?"

The freshly boiled peanuts were seriously super delicious. She hadn’t been able to resist and had eaten quite a few while purifying them.

"Brother Zhou Qian, come help me tend the fire," she continued. "We happen to have potatoes, so let’s make braised pork."

In this day and age, this group of big eaters didn’t get much oil or fat in their diet. They needed a hearty main dish to be satisfied.

Looking at the sky, it was already past six o’clock, so she asked, "Is it okay if we eat a bit late?"

It was fine, why wouldn’t it be?

Let alone eating a bit late, with such large basins of tomatoes, salted peanuts, and smashed cucumbers, they could easily make do with these as a full meal.

Hearing there would be braised pork, and then looking at the pan-fried carp that hadn’t been fully prepped yet... tsk! Everyone instantly beamed with joy.

However, with their hosts still bustling about in the kitchen, they felt too embarrassed to just sit there like lords and casually eat and drink.

So they wandered around the yard, gathering firewood, pulling weeds by the door, and sweeping the courtyard. Some even went straight into the kitchen, attempting to help...

But each of those hulking guys was just too obtrusive. Not only were they completely useless in there, but they were also getting in the way.

In the end, one of them just placed a kettle on the stove.

"Is the pot inside being used? I’ll boil some water later."

Zhou Qian shook his head. "It’s in use. Do it later."

Then he called out to him again, "Don’t rush off. Come see if the steamed sweet potatoes are cooked yet."

There were sweet potatoes too?

Zhou Qian lifted the pot lid, and the sweet, fragrant aroma of sweet potatoes instantly wafted over along with the steam.

The man was truly surprised. Looking at the kitchen packed full of dishes, even the thickest-skinned person would feel a bit embarrassed.

"How many points did this meal cost?"

Zhou Qian looked smug. "It didn’t cost much. See that? That’s my sister! Wood Ability, a master at growing vegetables."

He wasn’t bragging for nothing. He then turned and instructed:

"When you guys are doing your daily clearing missions, if you come across any edible mutated plants or animals, bring them over. It doesn’t matter how high the Mutant Value is or how awful they taste."

That wasn’t a problem. Those things were usually either centrally destroyed or buried on the spot. Bringing them back would only take up a little space in the transport vehicles and would actually save them a step.

But—

"What do you want those things for? Buying and reselling? Can they even be sold for Contribution Value?"

Zhou Qian shook his head, then said mysteriously:

"It’s not like you guys don’t know that Little Yu lives by the Rose Corridor. Even I don’t dare get close to it easily. But since she’s so close, she wants to collect some of these to offer as tribute to the Rose Corridor."

This idea actually came from Uncle Zaozi.

At first glance, it sounded completely absurd, but on second thought, it seemed to make sense. In the past, when people grew flowers, didn’t they also bury fish guts and eggshells in the flowerpots?

Nowadays, they didn’t dare to plant things, but feeding it some potent mutated flora and fauna as a strong fertilizer seemed quite reasonable, right?

It seemed that Uncle Zaozi wasn’t the only one who thought this way. When Zhou Qian gave this reason, the other man understood without hesitation. He then asked secretively:

"Do you only need to offer these? We saw a mutated wild boar during a clearing mission a while back. Don’t you usually need to offer a pig’s head?"

But that thing was a bit hard to take down.

A wild boar could eat, root around, and charge. Ordinarily, few people dared to provoke one. After mutating, its hide and flesh were like a shield; ordinary bullets could hardly penetrate it.

Their group didn’t have any Superpowers, so they had to grit their teeth and struggle for quite a while before finally taking one down.

But since they were making an offering to the Rose Corridor, it just wouldn’t seem proper without a pig’s head, would it?