Zhuang Yan had already made arrangements. An Xinrong was still squatting on the ground, not crying, but you could tell that her heart was weeping.

Zhuang Yan glanced helplessly at Lu Yan and Jiang Ning, who immediately understood and went to stand on either side of An Xinrong.

Lu Yan: "Don't be sad, try harder next time."

Jiang Ning: "Even though you can't eat any of them, you're still pretty amazing."

An Xinrong looked up at Lu Yan: "If I don't find any mushrooms, will you kick me out?"

Lu Yan squatted down on the ground, looked her straight in the eyes, and said softly, "We won't kick you out. You can sleep with us tonight. Our tent is big, and it's just enough for three people to squeeze in."

Upon hearing this, An Xinrong felt less worried, but she was still upset. She had thought An Xinrong was the most capable, but it turned out she was the most embarrassing.

Eat less tonight... She didn't pick any mushrooms, so she doesn't deserve to eat them.

Zhuang Yan lit the fire and, seeing that An Xinrong was sullen, beckoned her over to dig a hole.

An Xinrong perked up at the mention of digging a pit and recreated the pit from noon exactly as it was made at noon.

There are two stoves, one for cooking rice and the other for stir-frying vegetables.

Zhuang Yan brought some cured pork, which is a local specialty when stir-fried with mushrooms.

Fang Chen's group from next door also returned one after another. They hadn't even found a pound of mushrooms. Seeing Zhuang Yan cutting cured meat, they could already imagine how delicious it smelled.

Why didn't they think to bring cured meat?

They really didn't want to eat the half-cooked instant noodles for lunch, so Ling Xuan and Fang Chen discussed it and decided to take Junzi to eat with them at the restaurant next door.

"Zhuang Yan, can we have dinner here tonight?"