Ye Nianzhen, however, was not one to mince words. He patted Xiaochun's head and went straight into the tent.

Seemingly finding the skirt too cumbersome, she lifted it up, tied it around her waist, and quickly slipped on a pair of baggy military trousers.

Mingyuan was waiting at the tent entrance when he suddenly saw this scene and quickly closed his eyes.

When Ye Nianzhen came out of the tent after getting ready, carrying the stored ingredients, she gave him a strange look.

Is the sun really that bright?

Xiaochun, on the other hand, noticed something amiss and covered her mouth to chuckle secretly.

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The three arrived at the open space in front of the base.

Ye Nianzhen started a fire and busily prepared the ingredients.

But she was really clumsy, and Mingyuan couldn't stand it, so he took over all the cooking work.

Ye Nianzhen was able to wait in comfort, sitting on a tree stump to the side, leisurely swinging her legs.

A wonderfully fresh aroma gradually wafted through the air.

Mingyuan gestured to the two of them that they could eat.

Ye Nianzhen, however, was in no hurry: "Let's wait a little longer."

Mingyuan and Xiaochun looked at each other in bewilderment.

Wait? Wait for what?

Another half hour passed, and seeing that the chicken was almost burnt, Ye Nianzhen finally nodded, and the three of them shared the roasted chicken and ate it all.

The mutated pheasant is quite large, about the size of a turkey; one is more than enough for three people.

But Ye Nianzhen took out another chicken and asked Mingyuan to continue roasting it.

Although Mingyuan didn't understand, he still obediently accepted it.

Xiaochun couldn't suppress her curiosity: "Sister, what are we waiting for?"

Ye Nianzhen winked at her: "Waiting for the east wind."

The aroma of roasted chicken soon wafted out again, and this time, Ye Nianzhen got her wish; a real gust of wind blew up.

The wind carried the aroma of the food far away to the hills outside the base, and Ye Nianzhen knew that it was probably done.