Chapter 227: The Ingenious Uses of Fodder

Lin Manzhi, with a sly smile, followed Mo Lie to the Kana Bo Hall.

The white building stood west of the river, a flat‑topped palace complex supported by massive columns that joined together, with clean courtyards between the structures, housing the commanding officers of this expedition.

The rest of the Ten Thousand Beasts Continent's armies were stationed in a desert camp outside the city, waiting, for Kuangsha City could not allow tens of thousands of warriors from other continents to enter at once.

Watching the Kuangsha City guards at the gate, she finally turned her thoughts to the business she had come for…

She came here mainly to discuss establishing a trade with the Ten Thousand Beasts Continent, exchanging fodder for various game.

To sell her goods at a high price and gain maximum profit, a showcase is indispensable.

Although she is confident in the products from her space, she knows that is one thing; letting customers know the goods are good is the crucial part of the trade.

At that moment, the Guard Squad at the gate saw Mo Lie leading her forward and bowed their heads to the two of them.

Looking at the vast massive doorway, Lin Manzhi suddenly halted, grabbed Mo Lie as he walked inside, and said, "Wait… I think it's not too late to bring the goods and go find them, what do you think?"

She tugged the corner of Mo Lie's robe with a faint force, halting the most powerful lord of Kuangsha City.

Mo Lie turned his head down, his blue eyes looking at Lin Manzhi.

The cold‑season sunlight softened; Little Female wore no veil, her skin porcelain‑white, the black hair on both sides brushed back with sapphire combs, the curve from earlobe to neck graceful.

She tilted her head up, wearing a pair of unblemished green jade round bracelets that rang a crisp "ding‑ding" when she tugged his sleeve, obediently waiting for Mo Lie to voice his opinion, looking as beautiful as a sculpture in the Beast God Temple.

Earlier the other side's hidden smile was like a cute kitten; in this instant it became soft and innocent.

Mo Lie's mouth twitched silently, his mood feeling like running freely in a jungle, heart racing.

He raised his hand, grasped Lin Manzhi's hand, nodded, "The main hall of Kana Bo Hall has no residents; I'll take you there first. Whatever you want to do, just tell me and I'll act."

Lin Manzhi, still holding his hand, didn't pull away; the words she had wanted to say about asking someone to prepare food were swallowed, and she followed Mo Lie toward the main hall.

Since the two of them would prepare the food, Lin Manzhi's mind couldn't help but upgrade the originally crude recipe.

Arriving at the semi‑open kitchen behind the main hall, Lin Manzhi stopped Mo Lie, who wanted to order someone to light a fire, and said, "No need to light a fire; the food I want to make is very simple."

She wet her hand and drew the shape of a stone mill on the old wood for Mo Lie, "Have someone make this and bring it over."

Mo Lie: "I'll have someone do it."

Beastfolk are strong; carving two waist‑sized stone mills is very quick—within half an hour, someone delivered the assembled stone mill.

While the stone mill hadn't arrived yet, Lin Manzhi cut five baskets of alfalfa from the grassland in her space.

Alfalfa, also called alkaline grass, is a variety from her space pasture, suitable for grazing cattle and sheep; the Mall has no cattle or sheep for sale, and the fodder is stacked on the grassland, with hundreds of large haystacks standing out.

The Thin Skin Scroll that Hua Zheng had just brought back recorded most of the accompanying races this time, precisely those of the cattle and sheep bloodlines.

Isn't that a coincidence? A business delivered to the door like this seems like a heavenly arrangement.

Lin Manzhi wouldn't miss it.

Coming out of the grassland, she didn't rush out but went to the Spiritual Field.

Remembering Mo Lie's race, she had previously planted wheat in the space; the Space Spirit Spiritual Field grew quickly, and now the wheat stood finger‑high; she cut a large basket.

Bringing back six large baskets, the wheatgrass was fresh, the alkaline grass looked older, she washed the wheatgrass and alfalfa separately until clean; the freshly cut green grass was dewy and very tender.

Without a juicer, she used the stone mill instead: first she chopped the wheatgrass, then added water, and poured the mixture through the stone mill's hole with a spoon.

Mo Lie grasped the stone mill's handle and turned it; the gears between the two stones crushed the wheatgrass into a fresh green drink that flowed into the bucket below.

After all the wheat was ground, Lin Manzhi took a fine cotton cloth to filter out the pulp, found another large bucket, poured a cup, and handed it to Mo Lie beside her.

Mo Lie lifted the cup, took a sip; a fresh fragrant scent rose to his nose, and the grassy taste spread with a special delicious sensation for him.

He paused, his eyes lowered at the cup seemed to widen, "Is this the food you intend to bring to trade with the Ten Thousand Beasts Continent?"

Lin Manzhi smiled and shook her head, "No, this drink made from wheatgrass is called green juice; I prepared it especially for you."

Wheatgrass, called cat grass, she didn't expect Mo Lie would like it.

She pointed at the alfalfa, "This alkaline grass is the drink to serve the Ten Thousand Beasts Continent."

Mo Lie set the cup down, leaned forward, spread his arms and embraced Lin Manzhi, his blue eyes pouring out warmth like sunrise.

He tilted his head and kissed Lin Manzhi's cheek, tenderly, a slight smile, "Thank you, Zhi Zhi, for making this drink for me; I really like it."

Lin Manzhi's ears tingled from the kiss; she giggled and tilted her head, "Alright, if you like it, I'll make it for you every day; let's make the alkaline grass drink."

She didn't break the mood by asking, "What do you think about selling the green juice at the Mountain Sea Tavern?"

This wheatgrass juice drink is liked by some races; it's a simple way to make money, we can arrange it later.

Mo Lie released his grip, lifted his hand and gently pinched the Little Female's crimson beautiful earlobe; his deep voice, with a smile, said, "Hmm, I'll have someone come in to make the alkaline grass drink."

……

The Ten Thousand Beasts Continent this time mainly came to deliver game; Shi Jia Dan, as the War General of the Ten Thousand Beasts Continent, led a small Guard Squad, while the most numerous were Beastfolk raising Exotic Beasts.

The Beastfolk who raise Exotic Beasts care less about race or martial strength, and more about temperament taking the upper hand.

Their temperaments are generally gentle, not very aggressive; they instinctively like staying with companions, as if bearing an ancient racial nature.

At this moment, twelve people gathered in Shi Jia Dan's residence hall, chatting back and forth.

"I didn't expect the Wushen Temple's purchase this time was to help Kuangsha City? I heard Kuangsha City exchanged something called Holy Maiden Fruit for it; I wonder how tasty that fruit is that even the Great Witch, who never meddles in any continent's affairs, would act."

"You say Kuangsha City wants to trade game; can we trade a batch of Holy Maiden Fruit ourselves and take it back? I heard on the road that Holy Maiden Fruit can be eaten raw and has medicinal effects!"