The next morning, Nanzhi got up and went to the backyard, she was startled.
Because the two old hens at home had been laying eggs so diligently these past few days, she had gotten into the habit of collecting eggs every morning upon waking, and then steaming Egg Custard for Zhiyu.
Even though she was aware of their capabilities, she was still dumbfounded to see eight or nine eggs in the simple chicken coop.
Had these old hens become spirits?
How could they have laid so many in one night?
The two old hens seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as if they had collapsed on the ground when they saw Nanzhi coming.
They had been terrified all of last night, but now that the master had arrived, they were safe!
