"We made some meat soup; everyone have some together." Li Yi, with her pregnant belly, noted that there was only one dining cart in this vehicle and saw that no one on Luo Yang's side had prepared cookware. Knowing they hadn't made any hot food either, she made two extra pots of soup to bring to them.
There's no need to stir-fry meals to make hot dishes; making simple soup isn't beyond Luo Yang and his group. Mainly, these young people were used to eating take-out and now were accustomed to cold canned food. For convenience in marching, none of them thought to bring cookware for outdoor cooking. So, when dividing resources in the perpetual warehouse, Luo Yang and his group opted only for canned goods and easy self-heating foods, taking none of the rice, noodles, oil, or meat.
"Wow, it smells great!"
