"What all did you do in the mountains?" Zhao Yangwu asked curiously. He wanted to know if it was really like in the stories, where the protagonist trained relentlessly through the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer.
"What did I do? A whole lot. Climbing mountains, climbing trees, swimming, hunting, cooking... I've done everything you can think of." She was the only person up on the mountain, so of course she had to do all the work herself. What other choice was there? Xiao Furen wasn't around back then.
"You had to cook, too? How old were you? Your master was really something else, making a kid cook for her. Did you have a place to live? A pot to cook with?" Zhao Yangwu asked that last part with uncertainty.
