"A horse bone? Where did you scavenge that from? Stop bringing random stuff, I've almost shed all my dead skin and have nothing left to feed you."
Mantou clearly didn't understand Li Huowang's meaning, drooping its head and nudging the horse hoof closer to Li Huowang's feet with its black nose. "Woof?"
Li Huowang patted it on the head with his hand and turned to look at Sun Baolu opposite him, "Alright, you've eaten enough, off you go. I understand that food varies from place to place, so just pick some local Qingqiu produce that stores well."
As Li Huowang gestured towards Bai Lingmiao with a nod of his chin, the white-haired girl handed over a money pouch she sewed together from scraps of fabric.
Sun Baolu weighed the pouch in his hand, stood up, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and walked out. "No problem, leave it to me!"
