Fu Yunhe indeed remembered every step of yesterday crystal clear.
"Alright, you start making them, I'm going to find a lid to bring back."
Nian Shutong casually inserted the other pillars into the ground and waved her hand toward the Rubble before crossing the creek and walking away.
"Rubble, good morning!"
"Ms. Nian Shutong, good morning."
Rubble stood up very respectfully and watched Nian Shutong cross the creek.
Strongman!
After seeing her off, Rubble slowly walked over to his organized piles of trash and continued his work.
Meanwhile, Fu Yunhe had also started on making French fries, but when he actually began the process, he realized it was not simple at all.
He was stumped at the first step.
Peeling potatoes seemed so easy when Nian Shutong did it with a dagger, but in his hands...
Fu Yunhe looked at the potato that had shrunk by half in front of him, its surface alternating between smooth and hollowed, the round potato had turned into a pentagon shape.
