"Isn't it a bit of a hassle to make porridge for so many mouths?"
Bai Youwei was eating as she spoke:
"Cooking porridge is time-consuming, and it does not fully satisfy the appetite. Besides, it can easily get burnt if you're not careful. Why should we bother with porridge if the patient's digestive system is weak?...It has only been a few days since the incident in the city; there should be plenty of food. Why bother to make porridge of all things? Look, there is even dried shrimp and mushrooms in it."
Bai Youwei scooped up a spoonful of porridge and waved it in front of Shen Mo.
Then she stuffed it back into her mouth and spoke vaguely: "Courtesy demands reciprocity. We can't just take advantage of them. Go get some food and take it upstairs."
Shen Mo's mouth curved into a smile: "Just to send food? Aren't you hoping I'll go up to gather some intelligence?"
Bai Youwei remained calm, her action of eating the porridge not even the slightest bit interrupted, "Don't you want to?"
