With everything arranged, all that's left is for An Jiu to successfully transport the grain and winter clothing back to the border.
Nineteen squatted in front of the low table and laid out the food from the food box one by one.
The mess hall was some distance from the commander's tent. Nineteen returned in the cold wind carrying a food box, the dishes long since devoid of heat.
As expected, Lu Qiqi picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, and found that the food was only slightly warm.
Lu Qiqi thought for a moment, found an excuse, and sent Nineteen back to rest.
After everyone left, she looked at Song Yanqing and said, "This food won't taste good when it's cold. I'll go into my space and reheat it before we eat."
If Lu Qiqi hadn't brought it up, Song Yanqing would have almost forgotten about the space. He said, "Okay."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Lu Qiqi performed a miraculous illusion right before his eyes, vanishing from the table and herself in an instant.
As soon as Lu Qiqi entered the space, she felt the heat.
She almost forgot that the space was like spring all year round, or more precisely, only in spring, when the temperature was just right for plants to grow.
It's also suitable for her to hibernate in the space.
The small wooden house in the space was fully equipped with cooking utensils. Lu Qiqi even went to the field and picked a few bok choy to cook a bowl of bok choy soup.
On a chilly winter day, nothing beats a warm bowl of soup to warm you up.
Once everything was done, Lu Qiqi, along with the table, left the space and returned to her tent.
A table full of steaming dishes looked incredibly appetizing.
Lu Qiqi spoke up, calling out to Song Yanqing, "We can get busy later, let's eat first."
Song Yanqing looked up and saw Lu Qiqi standing guard over a table full of dishes, beckoning him to come and eat.
For years afterward, he could still recall that scene.
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