Daya and Erya busied themselves, starting a fire in the kitchen to burn some sticks, while Manbao squatted on the ground, delving into the system to study the pens she had searched for.
She couldn't chat with the sellers in the marketplace, but the product pages were very detailed. If she only looked at these pen barrels, she wouldn't have thought to make them from bamboo, but Keke had mentioned it, hadn't she? Now, with another look at these pen barrels, she roughly knew how to make them.
The one thing the Zhou Family wasn't short of was bamboo. They had strips of it, freshly cut, as well as some that had been dried, everything one could need.
Manbao, carrying Datou and Second Son, rushed into the firewood shed to find suitable bamboo. In no time, they had chopped several sections.