"Yue, what is this delicious food?"
Wu Yue led him to where she kept her chickens. "The food you just ate was their eggs. You just have to boil them in water."
"I never would have thought you could eat eggs like this. I've eaten these eggs before when I was starving, but..."
As he spoke, he shivered as if recalling an unpleasant memory.
Wu Yue knew exactly what he meant. The last time she'd made scrambled eggs for Qingcao and Aya, the moment she cracked one open, she almost thought she'd gotten a rotten egg.
But once cooked, it had that wonderfully familiar aroma. It was quite magical.
She had Shi Lin help her make two wooden blocks as wide as the bedboard and as tall as her calf.
She dragged them back to her room, set the two blocks in place, and laid the bedboard on top. A bed was complete.
She even made herself a small barrier against the wall.
She found some fresh hay to spread on top. With a Beast Skin for a blanket, it would be very warm at night.
