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Ogata calmly added:

"Because it is eaten raw, only fresh prey can be made into chitap."

"...Mr. Ogata, could you please tell them? I don't like eating raw meat."

Yaikong understands Japanese, so he responded first:

"Mr. Ju, don't worry! We know that people aren't used to eating raw meat, so we'll roll all the squirrel meat into meatballs and boil them in the soup!"

Qingdeng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"Meatball soup...that's alright."

However, Yaikom's last words made his heart, which had just settled down, jump again.

"However, I highly recommend you try squirrel brains! Squirrel brains can be eaten raw, and they're delicious!"

Before Qingdeng could respond, Yayikong casually picked up a squirrel's head from beside his leg, took out a small knife, and pried open the skull like opening a bottle cap, revealing the white brain.

"Come on! Have a taste!"

He shoved the split-open squirrel head in front of Qingdeng.

At the same time, Mona silently handed over a small spoon from the side.

Qingdeng stiffly raised his hands and took the squirrel head and spoon.

He had absolutely no intention of belittling Ainu cuisine.

However... eating a squirrel's brain raw was a first for him.

Looking at the white squirrel brain he held in his hands, he felt his lips, tongue, teeth, and stomach protesting strongly.

However, considering the other party's enthusiasm, he felt it would be inconvenient to refuse them.

So, he silently opened the system list, confirmed that he did indeed possess the talent "Gluttony +2", and with a "the wind is howling and the Yi River is cold" mentality, he resolutely gripped the spoon, scooped up the squirrel's brain, and boldly put it into his mouth.

[Note: Taotie +2: Less prone to gastrointestinal diseases]

At first, because he couldn't get over the psychological hurdle, his tongue seemed to be tied in knots, and he was unable to open it up to taste the squirrel brain.

Only after he carefully chewed it, and the flavor spread in his mouth, did his facial expression gradually brighten.

It must be said that after completely overcoming the psychological barrier, squirrel brains are indeed delicious, with a unique texture, like eating a piece of salty tofu.

Ya Yikong kept observing Qingdeng's expression.

Seeing the surprise on his face as he realized it was actually quite delicious, he burst into happy laughter.

"Mr. Orange, how was it? I didn't lie to you, did I? Squirrel brains are very nutritious; you can have them as a dessert later!"

After saying that, Yaikong looked away and continued to focus on the squirrel feast in front of him.

The family of three had a clear division of labor: Ya Yikong was responsible for removing the squirrel's head, Monaxi was responsible for cleaning out its internal organs, and Monaxi's mother was responsible for skinning it.

After cleaning all the ingredients, Ya Yikong placed them one by one on the cutting board, holding a cleaver in each hand, and chopped each ingredient into minced meat with a rhythmic "thump, thump, thump" sound.

This is a physically demanding job.

However, Ya Yikong, with his extraordinary physical strength and muscle power, single-handedly transformed more than a dozen ingredients into excellent minced meat.

The next step is very simple: just roll the minced meat into meatballs and then pour them into the boiling soup.

While cooking meatball soup, Yaikun enthusiastically introduced the culinary culture of the Ainu people to Qingdeng.

"Mr. Ju, when cooking meat dishes, you can try adding dried purslane. Of all the wild vegetables, purslane pairs best with meat, making the flavor twice as delicious."

As he spoke, he grabbed a large handful of grass from a ceramic jar and sprinkled it into the pot like salt.

As guests, Qingdeng enjoys the privilege of "not needing to help and just waiting for the meal to be served."

Because the whole family worked together, the cooking speed was incredibly fast.

Within half an hour, an enticing aroma began to waft out.

When Yaikong lifted the lid of the pot, a thick steam, accompanied by a rich aroma, wafted out and filled the surroundings, making one's mouth water just by smelling it.

The pot was filled with meatballs, garnished with yellow-green herbs. The simple presentation looked delicious.

"Come on! Please have a meal!"

Yaikong shrugged and gestured for Qingdeng and Ogata to start eating.

Ogata was an old friend of his, so he didn't stand on ceremony and grabbed his chopsticks to scoop meatballs into the pot.

Qingdeng readily accepted the other party's kindness and quickly filled his bowl with meatballs.

Just smelling the aroma makes it seem incredibly delicious.

After actually tasting it, Qingdeng was surprised to find that it was much tastier than he had expected!

With a gentle bite, a burst of juice will spurt out.

The aroma of the meat was rich and the aftertaste was unforgettable; Qingdeng's eyes shone with delight.

"Mr. Orange, is it delicious?" Yaikong asked.

Qingdeng nodded: "Yes, it's delicious."

Qingdeng didn't stand on ceremony and sincerely praised him.

Because the ingredients are incredibly fresh, the meat is of excellent quality and tastes superb.

Even though no seasonings were added, it didn't have any fishy smell.

Qingdeng is not a professional food critic and cannot use professional and precise terms to evaluate it.

All he could say was that it was delicious, extremely delicious!

As expected of a fishing and hunting people, they certainly have unique experience in cooking meat. Qingdeng thought to himself as he wolfed down his food.

Qingdeng realized that Yaikong had a special pride in Ainu cuisine.

Seeing Qingdeng enjoying his meal, he was overjoyed, his mouth stretching almost to his ears.

"Don't rush! There are still plenty of meatballs! Eat to your heart's content!"

……

Ya Yikong is a straightforward and generous man.

He would occasionally tell jokes and share anecdotes to liven up the atmosphere.

Thanks to his presence, the atmosphere inside the house was exceptionally lively, and both hosts and guests enjoyed themselves immensely.

Just as the dinner was drawing to a close, Qing Deng suddenly asked:

"Mr. Yaikom, are you familiar with the 'Ainu Alliance' of Xilika?"

Yaikong paused for a moment, then chuckled and replied in a teasing tone:

"This is the hottest news lately, it's hard not to know about it, isn't it?"

Qingdeng pressed on, asking:

"Mr. Yaikong, are you familiar with Cialis?"

Yaikong answered without hesitation:

"To be honest, I'm not very familiar with it."

“I don’t get along with him, and we’ve only met a few times.”

"He said he really hoped that a warrior like me could fight alongside him."

“But I have absolutely no interest in anything about the ‘Yamato Conquest’ or ‘reclaiming the ancestral lands’.”

“I know my only skill, which is that I have no skills.”

"I'm just a hunter, I have no skills other than hunting, I just want to be an ordinary hunter."

"Whether I die peacefully in my bed or fail in a hunt and am eaten by a bear, wolf, or some other animal, turning into excrement and scattering in the mountains, I would gladly accept either way of dying."

"To be honest, I prefer the latter."

"I have hunted and eaten a lot of prey in my life, constantly taking from the mountains, but I have never given back to them."

"To be able to become one with the mountains would be a truly fortunate thing! Hahahaha!"

After laughing, Ya Yikong raised the bowl of broth in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

……

After a hearty meal, Qingdeng left Yayikong's house under the pretext of "going to the toilet."

He did need to relieve himself, but after he finished, he didn't go back immediately. Instead, he stood outside, gazing thoughtfully at the starry sky.

Suddenly, Ogata's voice rang out from behind him:

"What are you thinking about, Tachibana-kun?"

"Mr. Ogata? What brings you here?"

Aoto turned to look at Ogata behind him.

Ogata, holding the sword at his waist, slowly walked towards Aoto.

"When I left the village chief's house, I noticed that you looked preoccupied, as if you were pondering the ultimate mysteries of the universe."

Qingdeng chuckled to himself:

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of a brilliant plan that could take down Wulingguo in one fell swoop."

Ogata raised an eyebrow:

"Oh? Can you tell me about it?"

"Of course you can listen. This ingenious plan cannot be implemented without your assistance."

"Hehe, then I'm even more interested in hearing about it."