socalfunplaces Chapter 1717 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 109] Damn Furry
Chapter 1717 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 109] Damn Furry
Chapter 1717 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 109] Damn Furry
To be honest, I have always been a very popular person since I was a child.
My mother said that when she was very young, Aunt Hayata and others always rushed to hold her. My grandmother traveled all the way from the Old World to the New World just to be with her. My uncle even took great pains to get her a golden mask.
When I grew up in Dondoruma, everyone, whether it was the servants, tutors, or my parents' friends and colleagues, always liked to brag about me, saying how cute, smart, and great I was.
When he was in the hunter training camp, although it was true that he owed a lot to his father, the "supernovas" did surround him, right? Bradley also said that he had a lot of leadership charisma, well, he probably wasn't just flattering.
But! These damn furry creatures in front of me! They actually discriminate against me!
I helped them scratch their bellies with good intentions, but not only did they not appreciate it, they also said it was shame to associate with the weak?
Fu Fu gritted her teeth and sulked for several minutes in extreme anger, then silently loosened her clenched fists.
What can I do?
Fight with these furry creatures and prove your strength?
Look at that huge, terrifying skull of an icefish! Look at the meat of some giant monster hanging on the fire!
I'm afraid I can't beat this group of furries.
After taking a few deep breaths and adjusting her mood, Fu Fu decided to approach the situation from a different angle.
She took out the small gifts that she had prepared in advance from Liefeng's backpack, including common props such as food, antidotes, and flash bombs, as well as some daily necessities such as ceramic bowls, pots, and metal knives.
It doesn't look worth much, but the orcs living in the wild just like these practical things. They were very happy when I gave them to the strange-faced brothers before.
There's no reason why the Beast Clan would look down on us, right?
With a flattering smile on his face, he placed these things in front of the Beast Clan.
As she expected, the Beast Clan also liked these. Even those that were enjoying having their belly tickled would jump up and gather around.
They disdain to get close to the weak. Scratching the belly is an act of intimacy, but trading is obviously not. A transaction is just a transaction.
A beastman picked up a bottle of antidote, opened the lid, smelled it, nodded with satisfaction, then rummaged in the cloak made of Bobo's fur with his little paws, took out something black, stuffed it into Fu Fu's hand, and left with the bottle of antidote.
Fu Fu looked at the thing in her palm. It looked like a scale? Judging from the color, it should be the scale of an icefish dragon.
At the same time, another beast-clan took away a beautiful little clay pot and stuffed a handful of chili peppers into her hand.
The Beast Clan kept exchanging with her.
The thick scales of the icefish dragon are strong and light, and can be worth some money. It is definitely a profit to exchange them for a bottle of antidote. It is a bit of a loss to exchange the chili peppers for the pottery jar, but not much.
There are many other things, overall, it's a happy transaction.
But she prepared these things just to build good relations with the Beast Clan. Why does it make me look like I'm here to set up a stall, hand over the money and the goods, and then turn around and leave?
By the time Fu Fu came to her senses, the small gifts she had prepared had almost been sold out.
She had a bunch of messy things in her hands, and the Beast Clan, who had completed the transaction, went to find Xixi to scratch their belly, and the way they acted coquettishly and cutely around the latter made Fu Fu very angry.
I shouldn't have prepared gifts for you!
Noticing Fu Fu's dissatisfaction, Xixi leaned over to the beast clan members and whispered something in their ears.
Several beast-entangled tribesmen were reluctant at first, but after being persuaded by Xixi, they reluctantly came to Fufu, lay on the ground, and exposed their bellies.
It seems to be saying "scratch it".
Veins popped up on Fu Fu's forehead, and all she wanted now was to kick these guys in the belly.
Unfortunately, she couldn't resist the furry temptation in the end. She squatted down and started scratching it wildly with both hands.
After a while of playing, there was a lot of shouting coming from the campfire.
The beastmen surrounding them jumped up, pulled at the hem of Xixi's clothes and dragged her over there. Fufu thought she was going to be ignored again, but the few beastmen she had just scratched waved at her.
"Hmph, that's more like it." Fu Fu was in a good mood and followed.
The two men and the dog followed the large group of beastmen and sat around the campfire. It turned out that the shouting just now was the signal for dinner.
The giant piece of meat, which was bigger than Bifufu, had turned into an attractive golden brown under the roasting of the campfire.
The two Beastmen cooperated with each other, using a knife to cut slices of the meat from the giant piece of barbecue, and then put the uncooked parts back on the campfire to continue roasting.
The cut barbecued meat is served on a plate made of rock, accompanied by naan bread freshly baked in a huge oven nearby. This is the favorite meal of the Beast Clan.
When it comes to food, Fu Fu was not treated differently.
Looking at the food on the stone tableware in front of her, Fu Fu rubbed her hands and imitated the Beast Clan members, wrapping the barbecue in naan, rolling it up, and then stuffing a large piece into her mouth.
"Well!"
Fu Fu, whose cheeks were stuffed so full that she couldn't even close her mouth, tried hard to chew.
This taste! Really!
Can't say it's delicious.
How should I put it? The barbecue that is bigger than a person looks luxurious, but it is really hard to chew. Not only is it difficult to control the heat, the meat of large animals has a strong fishy smell, and the only seasoning is the most basic salt.
If it wasn't so rude, she would have wanted to vomit.
The texture of the scones was also average. The baking temperature was good, but the flour was obviously not ground finely enough and there was some fine sand and gravel in it.
It really can't compare with the delicious food carefully cooked by Grandma Cat.
He tried hard to swallow a roll of naan with meat in it, and poured the rest into the food bowl in front of Liefeng.
It is not picky about food. It can eat delicate food and will not reject slightly rotten raw meat.
Zhuzhu didn't eat much either, not because of the taste, but simply because her stomach couldn't adapt to such food.
After eating and drinking, the Beast Clan members gathered around the campfire and entertained themselves.
Some took out small animal skin drums and started beating them "bang bang pa", some were sharpening their spears in preparation for the next hunt, and some took out drinks that looked like wine and drank them one sip at a time.
Fu Fu watched with curiosity. Her mother loved drinking, but she was very strict with her in this regard and she had never tried it. This was a good opportunity!
I shamelessly went over and asked for some.
The Beast Clan members were not stingy and gave her a bowl of wine. The wine in the coarse pottery bowl was a thick, turbid dark red color, with a faint fruity aroma. It should be wine brewed from some kind of fruit.
I stuck out my tongue and tasted a little bit. It was a bit sour and not as sweet as I had imagined. I was just about to drink more to taste it more carefully.
I saw a few members of the Beast Clan holding some wild berries, walking to the large pottery jar storing wine, pouring the fruits into it, and then spitting into it a few times.
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What the fuck? !
The beastman who had just given her the wine drank up the wine in his bowl, then looked at her, as if asking, "Why don't you drink?"
Fu Fu forced a stiff smile and put down the wine bowl. "I suddenly remembered that I'm still underage and can't drink."
After hearing this, Xixi directly picked up the bowl of wine and took a sip. Fu Fu was unable to stop him.
“It tastes great.”
Seeing that Xixi liked it, the beast-chasing creature happily poured her another bowl.
Fu Fu's face turned green as she moved closer to the ear of the scorpion and lowered her voice, "Don't drink. They spit in the wine."
"That's normal. It helps with fermentation." He smiled and took another sip. "Everyone in the Sea of Trees does the same."
"Gah Ba Wuaa!"
"Woo-ba-woo-ba!"
Xixi held up the wine bowl and drank with several beastmen who had squeezed next to her.
Fu Fu closed her eyes in pain.
After a long and lively time, a large ceramic jar of original fruit wine was almost drunk up. Xixi's alcohol tolerance was surprisingly good, and apart from a little redness on his cheeks, nothing happened.
But those beastmen were no longer in good condition. The one that had given Fu Fu wine earlier was shaky on its feet. "Good friends! Tomorrow, I'll take you to see big fish! Very, very, very big fish!"
(End of this chapter)