Upon hearing this, the Seventh Elder quickly arranged for someone to go, and it wasn't long before a big barrel was brought out.
Meanwhile, Luo Qianqian calmly chose three strips, skewered them on bamboo skewers, and respectfully said to He Wenyu, "Chef, please go ahead."
He Wenyu also had a composed expression, and found the chicken wings and drumsticks, "I'll reward you with a drumstick, you can skewer it and don't forget to make two cuts."
"As you command," Luo Qianqian said calmly, while Mo and Tantan quietly watched from the side, and lighting a fire in a cave was normal for the dwarf tribe, so they weren't surprised.
The aroma quickly spread, and although the chicken wings and drumsticks were a bit slower to cook, they still received He Wenyu's meticulous care, since being frozen, they could easily burn if not watched carefully.
Tantan had also finished the baozi and obediently squatted beside Luo Qianqian, watching with eyes full of sparkle.
