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Chapter 129 - On the Tip of My Tongue, the Ice Melts into My Heart

During the days when Jing Shu busied herself producing Dried Vegetables, the increasingly overwhelming eggs and milk in the Magic Cube Space had her worried.

It had to be admitted that Magic Cube Space was a very challenging 'game' to manage, requiring careful balance. Otherwise, you would find yourself either lacking in something or having too much of another.

The last batch of salted duck eggs had almost been eaten. It was just the right time for Grandma Jing to pickle another batch. A cut-open salted duck egg in the morning could energize the day.

The abundance of quail eggs could also be braised and stored in vacuum-sealed packages to be eaten gradually. Chicken eggs, however, were already piled high in the villa. Jing Shu's household prepared them daily in various ways: fried, steamed, and boiled.

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