"What a schemer," Yao Yao muttered, exasperated. "And to think she had the same idea as me."
Many hands make light work. They were quite fast, preparing eighteen wine gourds and thirty-two gourd ladles in a single morning.
The wine gourds required further processing; they needed to be hung under the veranda to air-dry until they were seventy percent dry before the next step. The work after that, however, was relatively simple.
In the afternoon, they started picking persimmons to make dried persimmons.
Grandma was in the front yard chatting with the villagers, so with no one in the backyard, Li Xiang unleashed his Superpower. PEW PEW PEW~ With a flick of his hand, bolts of Cold Ice Sword Qi shot out, and persimmons dropped from the branches, a feat comparable to the Six Meridian Divine Sword.
It was much more convenient than using a hook like they used to.
