The next morning, Jared and Lucy went back to the village's main kitchen.
Here, the newly added meat they had hunted was carved into small pieces by the women.
In order for them not to waste food and also maintain their ration, the woman in charge of handling the kitchen, Grandma Chen, had them slice up the meat into small containers.
No more than three containers of meat were to be used a day. And of course, no one argued with her; it was for their own good.
Anyway, Jared watched as the women all began to gather the containers into one side of the room, while the men were busy trying to push the freezer closer to where the kitchen was.
There were five in total, each one twice as big as the kitchen itself.
It was so massive that about three buffaloes could fit into it.
Which was exactly what Jared wanted.
Pointing towards one of the villagers, he wiggled his finger, urging the man to move closer.
