Returning with not one but two pheasants, Yan Ping wondered if she had overdone it. The bamboo basket was overflowing with food, and the only mouth to feed was a little girl who ate no more than a chicken. This food could easily last Anji a whole week with some preservation spells. She might have overdone it, but it was better than having Anji risk an injury while foraging.
With only about an hour left to spare, the blind cultivator got to work immediately. Tossing the pheasants into a crate with a functional preservation spell, Yan Ping started preparing them. It was dangerous to leave raw meat out for more than a day, so she needed to prepare it thoroughly before putting it in the preservation crate.
