I just ate two big meat buns. I feel full of energy now.
Seeing someone doing manual labor, Lin Xiang naturally wouldn't foolishly refuse to help.
Lin Yun not only carried up two baskets of sweet potatoes but also cleaned the dirt off them and cut them into pieces.
You could say that he's almost completed all the preparatory work for making sweet potato flour.
Lin Xiang sat idly nearby, so she picked some peppers from her own small plot.
The peppers were, of course, planted by Lin Yun during the idle farming season, Mrs. Lin never did such chores, and the original owner of this body certainly didn't either.
"It's a pity there's no dried chili powder, and not enough oil."
She had 800 yuan, but without oil coupons, she couldn't buy any oil at all.
It seems she'd have to make another trip to the town tomorrow to "beg" Chef Shen for some oil.
Otherwise, even if the sweet potato flour is made, it would be of no use.
"Knock Knock—"
