No matter what, Su Wan couldn't stay mad.
After drinking a small bowl of red bean and millet porridge, she felt warm all over and much more comfortable.
Suddenly, she wanted to eat something sour and spicy.
Previously, Su Wan had pickled some refreshing side dishes, which were in the fridge, so she got up to get them.
Those dishes still needed some seasoning.
Bright red chili oil, fragrant and inviting, sprinkled with some cilantro, drizzled with some sesame oil, rice vinegar.
These seasonings were common on Ancient Earth, you'd see them when eating hot pot.
But now, they were quite rare.
Because even a single spring onion had to be specially cultivated in a petri dish, making it expensive.
After smelling them, Su Wan's appetite was whetted. She took up her chopsticks to pick up a piece to taste the saltiness.
Out of the blue, someone approached from behind, almost pressing up against her.
Her hand trembled, and she nearly dropped her chopsticks.