Gu Jiaojiao was in a good mood after getting the fountain pen. She decided to make hand-pulled noodles in bone broth with a side of meat gravy. 'Perfect.'
When she got home, the door was locked tight, which wasn't surprising. She unlocked it and went straight to the kitchen to get busy.
She had previously set aside fifteen pounds of large bones, and there were still seven or eight pounds left. Gu Jiaojiao took out two pounds and put them in a pot to simmer into a bone broth.
She used a mix of white flour and cornmeal for the hand-pulled noodles to give them a better flavor.
Even though she had just bought another hundred pounds of fine grain, it wouldn't last long.
She planned to go back to the County Town in the next few days to buy more.
She also planned to check the black market; she might even be able to find some rice there.
As Gu Jiaojiao's mind wandered, her hands never stopped working.
