Chapter 574: Powdered Milk

Chapter 574 Powdered Milk
The chief of the Zarg Clan, Abar, was exactly thirty years old this year, right at the age when the physical state of an orc’s life was at its peak. He has an exaggerated physique, amazing brute strength, and wisdom or rather cunning mind. A face of long brown hair almost cover his entire face, some orcs for the sake of beauty, will learn from the human like trimming their own hair, some even shaved the facial hair (such orcs are like a style of rough barbarians in general), but the big chief of the Abar never do so, let his whole body of the hair to grow freely, was very strong body because of the thick hair looks even more stout.

“My fledglings!” , that’s what Big Chief Abar called Callum.

Calum had just turned 26 this year, an age that was too young for his status as a 10,000-man commander, so Grand Chief Abar always addressed him as a fledgling eagle.

Too young also let Calum was a lot of criticism, a lot of people are in the back talk about him is not the big chief’s illegitimate son, but everyone who heard a little think about it know that it is not possible, because the orc culture does not exist in the illegitimate this kind of expression, this is from the human side of the vocabulary.

The other bad thing was that there were always people who doubted his abilities in the beginning, but of course, Colum’s battle successes gradually shut those up.

“My fledgling, come quickly!” Abar greeted him.

Following the big chief’s order, Kolem walked around the fire and came in front of the chief, that’s when he realized that there was another small burning fire in front of the big chief, on top of it stood an earthenware pot, which was boiling some kind of white liquid, and an unfamiliar guy was pounding to fill the bottom with firewood, it seemed that he hadn’t seen this guy before, was it the big chief’s new cook?

“Look at that!” Abal’s brassy voice vibrated through the tent, “I told you Calum would be victorious. Babacar, the fool, he thought he could escape the crusade of the warriors of the King’s Tent by relying on the shelter of winter, but my fledglings deviated from the norm and attacked in the cold, and sure enough, they were not at all prepared, and easily became our captives, Hahahahahaha!”

Calum reported the results of the battle to him, “Great Chief, Chief Babacar is willing to offer his loyalty to you, and as a price for his previous insolence, he sincerely offers you five hundred slaves, a hundred of which are still the strongest warriors of their tribe right now.”

The great chief was overjoyed, and praised, “Well done, Calum, those warriors are to be treated well, so that they may become willing to serve us.”

With a hand on his chest, Calum responded, “By your command, Great Chief.”

Abal pointed to the boiling clay pot, “Calum, there is something very delightful I would like to share with you, a clever little fellow of Clan Grosso – the lad next to him named Aru – has -has invented a new food that can greatly enhance the warriors’ ability to fight over long distances.”

“Oh, what is the invention?”

Callum came to be interested and turned his gaze to the clay pot, he could already smell from the odor wafting through the air that it was milk that was being boiled there. He wondered why it was necessary to keep the milk boiling like that, wouldn’t the milk be drinkable with a little heating, of course the best thing for an orc to drink was freshly squeezed milk, it came out with heat as soon as it came out.

The big chief said the new food? Is it soaked in milk and boiled all the time?

“Hahahaha, I’m going to sell it first.” Abar laughed loudly, and the group of orc chieftains sitting around laughed.

It looked like he just came back to himself and didn’t know, Calum wasn’t offended, he was one who could stand jokes, so he also found a seat and sat down, quietly waiting for what could be present in that clay pot.

The milk inside continued to boil, constantly spraying white mist into the air, and gradually the milk in the basin became less and less and less.

Finally, there was no liquid left in the dish, just a layer of white substance on the inner wall.

“Big Chief?” Calum turned a puzzled gaze to Abal. “My fledgling,” Abal pointed to the clay pot, “see that white layer? That’s the new food that Aru has invented, and it’s called – powdered milk!”

“Oh?” Callum looked back into the basin.

“Quickly, Aru, give your powdered milk to our Wannabe to try.” Abal happily stroked his fur and urged the orc named Aru.

Aru carefully scraped off the powdered milk from the inner walls, served it in a bowl, and came to Calum to hand it over very respectfully.

“Please taste it, Lord Callum.”

Calum stared at the white powder in the bowl, hesitated for a second or two, and then stretched out a fingertip and dipped some from the bowl into his mouth.

As soon as this white powder called milk powder touched his tongue, saliva instantly soaked through the powder, and a rich milky flavor instantly filled his mouth.

The flavor seemed to be quite good!
He picked up the wooden spoon handed over by Aru, scooped a full spoonful and passed it to his mouth, then masticated it.

“Big Chief, is this what’s in the milk?”

“Yes. According to my opinion, the essence of milk is these powders, and after removing the moisture with the power of the flames, the essence is preserved.”

“Great Chief, this is a great invention.” Calum got excited, milk was an important food source for the grassland orcs, besides drinking it directly, they also made cheese, cream and brewed milk wine. But these things are not easy to carry, and this powder, also known as milk powder, is undoubtedly very easy to carry, and the more crucial thing is that it is especially easy to make. You know, long-distance marching and fighting, the supply is a very troublesome thing, the milk powder is definitely an important contribution. Think about it, after a long march, the soldiers took out a bag of powdered milk and ate it with water, and immediately recovered their strength, even without getting off the horse.

This is much more convenient than leading a herd of cows or a flock of sheep to war.

“Yes, that’s what I thought.” Abal rubbed his fur happily.

Aru smiled and said, “Great Chief, if you mix sugar sand with powdered milk, the flavor will become even more delicious, fragrant and sweet.”

“Ahahahahaha!” Abal laughed out loud.

“You can really dream, even in the human kingdom, sugar sand is a luxury, ah, you even want to mix him in the milk powder to eat. But ……”

Big Chief Abal’s words turned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, “Sooner or later, this dream will become reality, sooner or later, one day, all the sugar sand in the human kingdom will belong to us, just like their other wealth.”

(End of chapter)