"Making sweet potato flour will allow for longer storage and enable the creation of more delicious dishes," Xia Yue said. "Eating just sweet potatoes indeed can get tiresome after a while."
The Clan Leader and the Priest, upon hearing this, immediately lit up with interest, their eyes eagerly turning to her as they waited for her to continue.
"Don't look at me like that," Xia Yue added. "We are still experimenting and it's uncertain whether we will succeed. Once we do manage it, we'll teach you how to make it." This was Xia Yue's first attempt at such an endeavor, the tools were made on the spot, and success was anything but guaranteed—she didn't want to give them too much hope.
Indeed, with these words, the enthusiasm in the eyes of the Clan Leader and the Priest cooled somewhat.
"Clan Leader, Priest, did you come to us for a specific reason?" Yan Mo returned to his original position, crushing sweet potato pieces along with Xia Yue, and asked.
