Actually, Qin Xue preferred fried duck blood, so she was considering cooking a pot of it tonight. She thought she'd better go out in a bit to check if she could find the necessary ingredients, as it contained various innards, which most people don't have in their home or don't eat. It was usually consumed if one was too poor to afford any meat for a long time.
Her hesitations weren't due to the taste, but because of how hard it is to clean. Qin Xue loved to eat but hated the preparations involved. Now that Chu Molin was home, he could do the heavy lifting, which was perfectly fine for her.
"Xue'er, after dinner, Ye Xuan and I are going to check in with the army to update them on the situation. We'll decide if we should go back to school in the afternoon or tomorrow morning," said Chu Molin, sharing his plans.
"Go back tomorrow. Rest here in the afternoon and spend the night," Qin Xue replied. She wasn't worried about Chu Molin's ability to succeed academically.
