The pickled cabbage made by Eric received enthusiastic praise.
Kevin had clearly eaten his fill at the cafeteria, yet he still forced two more large earthenware bowls into his stomach, leaving with an indescribably painful expression.
The tail end of winter was passing, and the weather was getting warmer day by day. Aside from the vegetables in the cellar, the vegetables stored in the tents of the tribe began to show signs of spoiling, and the potatoes had sprouted.
Eric's cellar was full, and the cafeteria's cellar was also filled with flour, rice, and other grains, leaving only one level for vegetables. The remaining vegetables were stored in the tribe's food storage cave, and what didn't fit was piled up in the tents.
The tribesmen had consumed quite a few vegetables, especially the Horned Goat tribe whose main diet was vegetables and grains; otherwise, there would be even more left.
