Feng Qingxue knew this would be the result.
Their family meal was relatively good, but who would blame Lu Jiang for often not eating at home when he was busy?
"Since we're not going out, come with me to buy some vegetables and meat, and let's see what good stuff is in the grocery store. Xiaoyun sent me money, and I haven't even used the foreign exchange coupons I received. Let's also buy some grain and oil on the way back."
If no ingredients were bought, but the house was filled with the aroma of meat, wouldn't even a fool suspect the source of the meat? Their doorstep wasn't without people passing by. Previously, Feng Qingxue relied on the strong smell of meat during the festival period when every household was cooking meat to cover it up. Today, she planned to take advantage of the free time to stew some meat to store in her space.
The house was full of winter-stored cabbage and radishes, but apart from that, there were no other vegetables in the store.
