It was the fourth year of the apocalypse, and food was scarce. Even well-off full-time workers and officials dared not openly display their grain, let alone their chickens and ducks, which were all hidden away. The leader of this operation, Jun Bao, along with Hong Bin and Lu Liu, were people whose characters were unknown, so Jing Shu had to be cautious.
But as mealtime approached, there was no activity from anyone; not a peep from Hao Yunlai or Yang Yang.
Jing Shu had originally planned to decide what to eat based on what everyone else was having. However, after quietly waiting and finishing a pound of fried dough twists on her own with still no word from the others, she finally emerged from her private tent to retrieve her luggage from the luggage carriage.
Ah, those familiar with Jing Shu knew all too well: the boss was about to start cooking.
