Su Qinglan looked at the food in front of her and sighed.
The meat was ready, golden and fragrant. But when she glanced around the cave, there was only one small bowl and one large one. That was all the original owner had left behind.
How were they supposed to eat?
If it was just her alone, she wouldn't have minded. She could have sat on the ground and eaten straight from the pan, no problem. But now there was also Hu Yan. And on top of that, she still wanted to stir-fry some greens and—most importantly—make that giant omelet with the beast egg.
Her eyes practically glowed when she thought about the egg.
But without bowls, it would be too messy.
She turned to Hu Yan, who was still sitting by the fire, staring at the pan with hungry eyes. "Hu Yan," she said seriously, "we need bowls. Otherwise, how are we supposed to eat? Can you carve some from stone?"
Hu Yan blinked, then gave a short nod. He stood up at once.
