Su Binglan diced green onion and sliced ginger, then poured some wine into the water in the pot.
Fortunately, there was wine in the kitchen. She used it instead of what she had brought in her pocket dimension. Immediately after, she added the sliced ginger to the pot and covered it with the lid.
After starting the fire, Lin Zheng could not help but say, "Master, the firewood here is much easier to burn."
Su Binglan looked at the weather outside and said, "The wind is more robust in the north, making it easier for firewood to dry outside. However, it's also easier to start snowing here. The firewood will have trouble drying if there's a blizzard.
After some consideration, Lin Zheng said, "So, should we get more firewood, Master?"
He knew it snowed much more in the north. The further north he went, the colder he felt this place was compared to Tenghe Town.
Su Binglan nodded. "Yes, we do need more firewood."
