Lu Yulan was pondering what to do when Chu Rui had already taken the chicken and prepared it.

Fortunately, the robots didn't take her little purse. It was made of light blue velvet and contained small packets of spices. There weren't many; she had originally saved it as a toy for Lu Yulan and her younger brother, but they had gone to an internship, and she figured there wouldn't be any wild game for them to enjoy on their home planet, so it had ended up in Lu Yulan's hands. Now, however, it had come in handy.

Watching Lu Yulan's swift yet elegant movements, Qiu Sha felt a pang of envy; she lacked that kind of confidence.

"Qiusha, could you fetch me some water? Rainwater will do."

Sensing Qiu Sha's gaze, Lu Yulan slightly raised her head and looked at her.

"OK."

The fruit that Chu Rui had forced to grow was hidden inside the clean chicken's belly, along with the mushrooms that had been found around after the rain.

Looking at the bulging black-skinned chicken, Lu Yulan felt a little regretful. It was a pity that it wasn't on Rose Star, otherwise she could have put chestnuts in as well, and chestnut chicken would be delicious too.

She's not usually greedy, but after a few days on the spaceship, she always felt like she had no oil or food in her stomach, especially during these few days on Zhihe Star.

Now that she sees the chicken that hasn't been roasted yet, she can't wait to eat it.

Using a small wooden knife, poke several holes in the chicken's body, stuff them with various spices, and then use the greenest, freshest, mature banana leaves to completely wrap the chicken. Cover the outside with a thick layer of mud and then slowly roast it in a fire.

The orphanage where she was a child was always very cold in winter. She was small and couldn't get any food, so she would hide in a corner of the backyard and roast a sweet potato or potato for herself.

Back then, watching the sparrows chirping on the branches, she always thought that one day, one of them would fall down on its own, and she could roast and eat it. Unfortunately, she never received such treatment until she left the orphanage.

Looking back now, it was incredibly naive.

This might be the secret reason why she likes to cook. Watching the flames leap, but before she could even quiet down for two seconds, Qiusha returned with a slightly uncomfortable look on her face.

Lu Yulan looked her over but didn't notice anything unusual. She took the water from the other woman and put it into a simple little pot that Chi Huo and the others had dug out from a stone. Although it was called a small pot, it was actually about the same size as a large black iron pot, just the right size for stewing the chicken.

The banana grove here is next to tall coconut trees. Lu Yulan saw that the coconut juice was sweet and delicious, with a faint milky aroma. It was perfect for stewing chicken. If you added some peach gum, or donkey-hide gelatin and red dates, it would be a great tonic for women.

She herself doesn't eat coconut chicken much, but she happened to see it today. She prefers roasted chicken with a rich, dark sauce. However, she's a grown woman, and it was raining and damp all night, so drinking some coconut chicken soup to warm herself up is always a good idea.

A group of people sat together, watching the flames flicker and sway with the breeze and their breathing, and the coconut chicken bubbling in the stone pot, making it seem as if the chicken meat was floating inside.

Several boys were practically drooling when they looked up and saw Chu Rui calmly fiddling with the firewood. They thought to themselves, "Losing to a pet is one thing, but it's not that endearing. I can't be worse than a person."

We're all men, and none of us lack anything; the most important thing is to be reserved.