Rong Yan was not interested in catching chickens.
But she thought that when they were going to cook later, they could use the spices from her "space" to enhance the aroma!
So she went back to her room to fiddle around and change her outfit, removed the original packaging, and repacked it in small, plain bottles without any words on them.
With their cooperation, a chicken was soon caught.
Madam Rong, holding the chicken, happily said to Qin Yu, "Yu, there's nothing here for you now, go back to the room and read."
The bloody spectacle of slaughtering a chicken was not something they wanted the children to see.
Qin Yu: ...
Compared to reading, he much preferred to do chores.
"Auntie, I'll go help you boil water."
"Eh, no... need..." Madam Rong hadn't finished speaking when she saw the boy already running towards the kitchen; what she really wanted to say was that they used a coal stove to boil water.
Well, if he wanted to boil water, let him boil it!
