Chapter 11: Support You

Lin Manzhi didn't think much: "It won't last long; with your appetite, you'll finish it by tomorrow noon."

Bought for me?

Mo Lie was startled, for a moment unable to hide the astonishment in his eyes.

The Wife Master always does things unexpectedly.

As for male beasts' meals, these females never need to worry about it.

They go out hunting themselves; if they can catch food they can eat their fill, going a few days without food is no problem, and all their spoils belong to the females; there will never be a case where a male beast is supported by a female.

At that moment, the male beast camel had already weighed and packaged the beast meat she wanted, tying it up with grass into a bundle; Lin Manzhi reached out, took the beast skin bag from her waist, counted out six 100-beast-coin pieces from inside, and handed them to the male beast camel stall owner.

Turning around, she wanted to ask Mo Lie to help carry it, but then noticed Mo Lie beside her had been silent since earlier, and she instantly felt a bit embarrassed.

She almost forgot that the other person was still a patient.

Lin Manzhi touched the tip of her nose through the veil, saying, "That twenty-kilogram exotic beast meat is too heavy; I'll carry half, can you help me carry the other half?"

Hearing the female's voice, Mo Lie came back to his senses; he reached out and easily took the meat bundle from the male beast camel stall, his blue eyes showing a hint of dazedness.

He lowered his head to look at the food in his hands; it was the first time he had received a female's offering, and this female was his Wife Master.

Lin Manzhi's black eyes were filled with astonishment.

The male beasts here are really strong; Mo Lie carried about forty catties of meat without changing expression, looking quite relaxed.

Lin Manzhi roughly understood the exorbitant prices here; there was no need to linger on this street, so she hurried home to make lunch.

On the way, Mo Lie walked silently beside Lin Manzhi, holding the light weight in his hand, yet feeling a heavy illusion in his heart.

He had never accepted anyone's kindness before; the feeling inside was strange, a sense of wanting to grasp it yet fearing to grasp at nothing.

Mo Lie hesitated for a while, then spoke lowly: "Why did you buy that great exotic beast meat?"

Lin Manzhi strolled slowly down the street, turning her head to observe the houses on both sides; hearing the question, she pondered for a moment.

Exotic beast meat provides no extra energy for females; only male beasts, because their beast form requires enormous energy, need to supplement.

The smaller the exotic beast meat, the more tender it is; relative to females, they prefer smaller exotic beasts.

Mo Lie asked himself this, wondering if he was confirming to her what purpose his heartfelt intention served.

Lin Manzhi smiled at the corner of her mouth; doing good deeds naturally requires leaving a name, so when Mo Lie asks her she'll answer—after all, she considers it goodwill, nothing to fear.

She said, "The wounded certainly ought to eat something good; my family always emphasizes dietary therapy."

Indeed, it was again because of herself.

Mo Lie's steps halted.

He lifted his gaze to Lin Manzhi's petite back, took a few steps to catch up, his usually expressionless face showing a faint smile: "I know Wife Master, you're wonderful."

He turned his head to look at Lin Manzhi beside him; a glint flashed in his deep blue eyes: "Just from now on, you needn't toil; each day I will go out of the city to hunt, and if you like any food, I will bring it to your table."

Mo Lie's brows and eyes were deep; his tone of voice low and slightly hoarse, like a gentle breeze on a bright sunny day.

Lin Manzhi walked forward with her head down, thinking: In the Beast World, how did this strange female-supreme, male-inferior ideology succeed in brainwashing?

It's just that she spent money; there shouldn't be anything else, right?

She lazily said, "Fine, fine, fine; then I'll wait for you to support me."

A perfunctory remark; the male beast beside her seemed finally relieved, his slightly hoarse voice much softer than usual: "Mm, my honor."

Lin Manzhi: "……"

She was convinced.

Ten minutes later, the two returned to their new home; Lin Manzhi pushed the door open directly—this courtyard gate had no lock, and no beastfolk would just barge in without permission.

An intangible male beast aura faintly drifted in the courtyard, indicating the presence of the household's master.

Male beasts silently proclaimed their sovereignty over the territory; beastfolk would never intrude without the master's consent, being more reliable than the best modern anti-theft door.

Lin Manzhi came to the right-side kitchen, took off her headscarf, and let out a big breath.

After going out for a while, it became stuffy and hot.

She lifted her head, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and simply took off her outer robe; her black hair fell like a waterfall, revealing the linen shoulder-length skirt underneath, the matching waistband tightened, her figure graceful and well-proportioned.

The chef's design is semi-open, leading to a backyard of several dozen ping; near the outdoor side there is a round earthen stove, connected to a pristine, never-used stove top, on which sits a 20-liter iron pot.

She placed the beast skin bag she had been carrying all the way into the corner of the stove top, then Lin Manzhi turned to survey her own kitchen.

Lacking a cabinet, utensils, tables and chairs, cooking tools……

Mo Lie placed the exotic beast meat on the stone slab against the kitchen wall, turned and walked to the wall corner, and saw the clay-colored pottery jar there at about waist height.

He slightly bent over, lifted the clay-colored pottery jar with one hand, looked toward Lin Manzhi not far away, and said softly: "I'll go get water to cook."

Lin Manzhi turned to look; she had originally wanted to say she'd go, but seeing the size of the jar—it could hold at least a hundred liters of water, a weight she couldn't move—

So she could only nod: "……"

After Mo Lie left with the jar, Lin Manzhi immediately came to the space.

Thinking of the salt price outside and the missing utensils at home, she eagerly opened the mall, remembering that salt in the mall cost five hard coins per portion.

If she could buy salt from the mall and bring it here to sell, the white fine salt being premium grade, even 1,000 beast coins would find beastfolk buyers.

She only needed to turn it around a few times, and she'd escape poverty.

It sounded wonderful, but unfortunately the mall now, because the hard coins hadn't reached the condition to unlock the second-level mall, is still a first-level mall.

In the first-level mall, only seeds can be traded; only when the mall balance reaches 100,000 hard coins can the second-level mall be opened.

The dream of getting rich shattered then; Lin Manzhi sighed deeply, thinking of the 2,170 beast coins in her beast skin bag—at 600 beast coins per day, that would only last three or four days.

So poor!

Back in the modern world she at least had savings, never having worried about food and drink; coming here, only now did she realize she was actually destitute.

Truly, one doesn't know the difficulty of managing a household until one does it.

Lin Manzhi disappointedly exited the mall, looking at her only plot of farmland; a patch of lettuce in the middle of the field was lush green, and in a few hours she could harvest another batch.

Seeing the crops in the farmland, the impoverished Lin Manzhi felt comforted again in her heart.

She had just browsed the Luosangya Tribe's market, and the only thing that cheered her a little was the green leafy vegetables here— rare and pricey.