"Wu City is much better off now. No one starved to death this time, but we dare not bring out any more food. We'll have to cut our meals in half going forward, or who knows when this disaster will end. It's too difficult to grow rice and grains now."
Jing Shu felt a bit distressed because she hadn't given proper instructions before she left. Additionally, her family considered the basement their last lifeline and was reluctant to unlock it unless absolutely necessary.
"Grandma, we should eat. Our family eats a lot; we can't cut it in half. Don't worry about the food. You've seen the basement before—there's a lot of rice and flour there." Jing Shu then carried out a large quantity of rice, flour, and oil from the basement.
Peanut oil, olive oil, and rapeseed oil—Grandma Jing, after all these years, knew which oil made which dish tastier and had refined her methods to enhance the food's flavor.
