The number of people coming to pick chestnuts has indeed increased.
By the time Mei Yan and Su Tang got there, the place was already crowded with people.
Mei Yan, with a troubled expression, said, "We're still late. Do you think they could have picked all the spiky fruits clean?"
Su Tang looked up.
Though the chestnut trees were laden with spiky burrs, the group of female Beastmen below didn't think of picking them; instead, they focused on scrambling for the ones that had fallen to the ground.
What is this, cat cake?
Su Tang didn't understand.
She turned her head to Mei Yan, "Can you climb trees?"
Mei Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, why?"
Su Tang pointed to the spiky burrs above, "Go pick from the tree."
"Is that also okay?"
"Why wouldn't it be?"
Mei Yan thought about it and felt that Su Tang made sense, but soon she faced another difficulty.
"There are so many people; how are we going to squeeze through?"
