The next morning, Lin Yang was awakened by the urge to pee.
Getting up, he noticed the space beside him was empty, and as he unzipped the two-person tent, the aroma of rice porridge wafted in.
Yue'er was hunched over the small stove, incessantly stirring with a spoon in the small pot, the fragrance emanating from there.
Seeing Lin Yang emerge, Yue'er smiled slightly, "Brother Yang, you're awake. Go freshen up; the porridge will be ready soon."
Lin Yang, sniffing the fragrant rice porridge, gave her a thumbs up. Even such simple rice could be cooked to have such a unique aroma, comparing their culinary skills was like comparing their fishing skills in reverse.
He picked up his simple toiletries and headed to a cliff next to the tent.
Lin Yang had looked up information before coming here; Mingyue Mountain is a national 5A-level natural scenic area, and all the mountain springs here are drinkable and rich in various minerals and trace elements.
