Gently stroking his chest, Eric frowned as he fished out the golden-brown potato slices. The potatoes, sliced thinly by Max, were fried to a crisp in no time.
The potato chips filled two large plates. Eric sprinkled seasoning on top: one plate with chili salt flavor, the other with salty-sweet flavor, catering to everyone's taste.
A group of people impatiently gathered around the plates, grabbing the chips to eat. This dish was most convenient to eat by hand; chopsticks and forks became superfluous, suiting the beastmen perfectly.
This was just an appetizer snack. Although the plates were huge and piled high, and every Ox-Head and Snow Wolf person got a fair share, this dish wasn't filling; the more they ate, the more they craved it.
The Ox-Head tribe had also learned to use spices from humans, but they weren't as proficient as Eric.
