There wasn't anything valuable in that storeroom; it was full of pots, pans, and utensils left by the older generation of the Su family.
During the Su family's heyday, they would hold banquets for guests, and there were plenty of dishes and kitchen utensils.
The second wife took half of it, and the rest is enough for the Su family to live on for many years.
Qin was very frugal; she couldn't bear to throw away even slightly broken or chipped bowls and plates.
In her words, every penny saved is a penny earned, since the Su family doesn't host banquets anyway, and they only need enough space to hold rice.
Sunflower turned around, picked up a wooden basin, and walked towards the ice cellar.
The wooden planks at the entrance of the cellar had been removed, and the spider webs had been cleaned. She went down the wooden ladder and saw a thick layer of snow piled up in one corner of the ice cellar.
She put down the wooden basin she was holding and rummaged through it a few times, revealing the handle of the bamboo basket that held the meat skewers.
Then, carefully shoveling away the snow, they took out what they estimated to be enough for four people.
She put the meat skewers into the wooden basin and then restored the snow to its original state.
They didn't leave until there was no trace of disturbance visible from the outside.
Sunflower found the pot for warming wine, placed the wooden basin in the kitchen, went to the gatehouse to get barbecue seasonings, and then returned to the kitchen, carrying the wooden basin as she hurried towards the east courtyard.
Meanwhile, Qiuju finished packing the meat skewers and headed straight for the front room.
Zhao Wu lived in the last room at the very end. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the sound of water coming from inside.
Just as Caiyan was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, Zhao Wu's cheerful voice came from inside.
"Miss Yan'er, just push it open. The door isn't locked. I'll be right there."
Caiyan had been here before; Zhao Wu's room was connected to a washroom.
A biting wind howled outside, and snowflakes danced wildly in the air, resembling mist yet not quite.
Caiyan pushed hard, and the door creaked open.
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