There were some vegetables and meat stored in the fridge. Jun Shiling took some out and sent Xiao Bao to wash the vegetables under the tap outside.
In the small courtyard of the farm, there was no modern gas stove, only a clay stove.
Everyone thought that someone like Jun Shiling probably could not even recognize which stove was, let alone cook with this.
However, to everyone's surprise, Jun Shiling skillfully picked up a foam board and used it as a fuse. He first stuffed some thin branches into the stove, then lit the foam board and placed it in. After the fire burned, he placed larger firewood in. The stove that was filled with black holes quickly lit up.
The fire had already been lit. Jun Shiling poured a few ladles of water inside and went out to get the vegetables.
On the stone slab outside the door, vegetables were scattered all over the ground. After all, Xiao Bao had never done these before, so he was covered in water.
