Su Yinhe was not stingy about the soybeans; now with a large family business to run, such a small amount of soybeans was of no concern to her.
She was worried, though, that eating the soybeans directly could cause them problems and delay the making of soy milk.
During the days since her arrival, she had noticed that hygiene among the people post-apocalypse was alarming; it was not unusual for them to go ten days or even half a month without bathing.
These men seemed very clean, but if they fell ill, where would Chi Yan find more workers?
They surely couldn't wait yet another day.
Especially since she felt a bit guilty about only offering a bit of soybeans, she decided to provide a meal as well.
Su Yinhe brought out over thirty large white steamed buns for their breakfast.
Li Qiao's eyes widened at the sight of the large white steamed buns emitting a sweet aroma.
