"Don't worry, I definitely won't regret it!" Luo Cheng said confidently.
Li Xiaoran only smiled and didn't say anything else. Then, the two of them looked for winter bamboo shoots and dug them.
When the sun set, Li Xiaoran had already dug up a basket of winter bamboo shoots.
Li Shun also dug up a lot of winter bamboo shoots, which filled most of the basket.
It looked like a lot, but there wouldn't be much left when they went back and peeled it.
"These winter bamboo shoots are also very delicious to make soup with!" Zhao Xiu looked at these winter bamboo shoots and said, "When I was young, I saw my parents cooking winter bamboo shoots in the soup. That soup was so delicious that I'll remember it for the rest of my life!"
