"Sister Wan, this is..."
After resting for half a day, they weren't as tired, and they had the wild apples handed over by Ye Wan to eat.
Guan Beibei and the others felt much more energized.
Looking at the bamboo pole in Ye Wan's hand, they were utterly confused.
"Isn't this for making bamboo rice at night?"
"Aunt Xingchen, all you think about is eating! Did you bring any rice?"
"Uh..."
Joking and bantering, they watched Ye Wan sit on the stone steps, untying the vines around her waist and began weaving deftly with her fingers.
Ten pairs of eyes on the big screen were watching.
Over a hundred million pairs of eyes in the livestreaming room were watching.
They only saw Ye Wan tie one knot and then another. The vines on her knee looked like a tangled mess, making people dizzy.
When Ye Wan wrapped the vines around both ends of the bamboo pole to secure them, someone suddenly realized with a "ding!"
"Isn't this... a shoulder pole?"
