Nian Shutong calmly said a number.
"Seven kinds, if you add fishy, that's eight."
Lin Mu looked at Nian Shutong, whose mood was obviously good, and asked, "Feeling great?"
Nian Shutong walked down from the steps and said, "Very good, the era of getting beaten up for nothing has left me, and I can take a break."
"Let me tell you, I'm so excited right now, I should have fallen asleep, but I'm too excited to sleep."
Nian Shutong twirled around twice on the spot, looked up at Lin Mu, and asked, "What are you here for?"
"It's not me. A few days ago, Wang Fu asked me to tell you that the cocoa beans you dried are ready, he's collected them all and doesn't know what to do."
Cocoa beans, Nian Shutong's excited brain reacted for a moment and finally remembered.
"Great, Lin Mu, let's go make chocolate."
"What?"
Nian Shutong didn't give Lin Mu a chance to resist and dragged her by the arm.
