Chu Xinyao followed behind Mo, thinking that since there were squirrels, there must be nuts around, such as pine nuts and acorns. These were good things. If she encountered them again next time, could she follow them to their nest and see where they found the nuts?

Lost in her thoughts, Chu Xinyao didn't even notice the person in front of her stop and turn around. It wasn't until her nose touched a firm chest and she felt the vibration from Mo's chest that she snapped back to reality. They had somehow returned to the dining hall.

"Hmm," Chu Xinyao mumbled softly, rubbing her nose, which was a little sore from the impact. She looked up and met those deep eyes.

Mo reached out and gently ruffled Chu Xinyao's hair. "What are you thinking about so intently?"

"I was thinking about that little squirrel, you said..." Chu Xinyao's eyes lit up when she thought of nuts, which are rich in nutrients. Her favorite was candied walnuts.

"Yao, look, they're all waiting for you." Mo didn't want to talk to her about the little squirrel anymore.

“Sister Xinyao,” Xiaohua approached anxiously, her little face full of apology, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have pulled my brother away, and you almost got lost.”

"No, no, it's my own fault." Chu Xinyao waved her hand with a smile, it was hardly their fault.

She waved to Mo and pulled Xiaohua into the dining room.

Mo glanced coldly at the tree, which trembled almost imperceptibly. He nodded slightly; it was his own dereliction of duty that deserved punishment!

Once everyone had entered the dining room, the warm smile on Mo's face vanished instantly.

"Ah Er".

"Yes, Master."

"Increase patrol efforts, find that tiger's roar, and kill it without mercy."

"Yes." Ah Er accepted the order without hesitation.

“You have no chance,” he said, glancing at Chu Xinyao in the dining room, a calculating glint in his eyes, “Tiger Roar.”

"My lady, look at the fruit we picked, is it alright?" a child of only eleven or twelve years old asked cautiously.

Chu Xinyao smiled and nodded. "These fruits are plump and juicy, just what we need."

"My lady, how should we cut these?" the young female asked curiously, holding a small knife in her hand.

"We need to decide how to cut the fruit based on its type and intended use. For this apple, we can cut it into small pieces."

"Your Majesty, shall we cook them all?"

The cacophony of voices around her was giving Chu Xinyao a headache. "Listen to me, everyone," she gestured to the crowd. "Our task today is to sort these fruits and then decide how to process them based on their characteristics. Some people will be responsible for washing them, some for cutting them, and some for cooking them. Everyone needs to understand their own task so that we can complete the work more efficiently."

"Your Majesty, we will all obey you."

"Yep."

"Listen to me, okay?" Chu Xinyao quickly divided the people into three teams. After all the fruits were processed, Chu Xinyao gathered everyone together.

Dried fruit needs time to dry, while ready-made options include jam, juice, and apple stew.

While the meat was stewing, Chu Xinyao took out the freshly cooked jam and juice and shared them with everyone.

"Everyone has worked hard. Let's try some jam and juice first."

The females, holding juices they'd never tasted before, were momentarily at a loss. Little Flower cautiously took a sip. "So sweet!"

"Yes, some of the fruits we picked earlier were a bit sour and astringent. I didn't expect that making them into juice would be so delicious!" Sisi was a little tempted. She drank a bowl and then tried some jam.

"Mmm, it's delicious!"

"Try this..."

Xiaohua drank the juice and tasted the jam, her eyes filled with joy. "Sister Xinyao, these are all so delicious. Does that mean I'll have to swallow my tongue when I try the apple stew with meat?"

"Hahaha…"

"You're such a little glutton." Chu Xinyao patted Xiaohua's already somewhat fluffy head, thinking that the hair growth effect was really good.

By the way, you can make sesame paste if you have sesame seeds!

Orcs are very strong, so making a stone mill shouldn't be a problem for them.

Unlike the bustling scene on Chu Xinyao's side, Mo was leading his men in black to patrol the cave at the foot of the mountain.

The cave was deep and dark, filled with a damp, musty smell and a faint smoky aroma. The torchlight flickered on the cave walls, casting their shadows long and short, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

Mo's eyes were sharp as knives, his gaze sweeping across every corner, not missing any clues.

His personal guard, the men in black, was highly trained. They split up and each took charge of a section of the area, searching carefully.

“Master, there was a fire here and there is straw. It looks like they hid here before.” A man in black came to Mo’s side and reported.

Mo strode toward the spot the man in black had pointed to, where he saw a pile of ashes scattered on the ground, with a few pieces of firewood that hadn't completely burned away lying around them.

The embers were still warm, indicating that the fire had not been extinguished for long, and the air still retained the distinctive smoky smell of burning.

Mo crouched down and gently brushed aside the ashes with his fingers, discovering some root vegetables and scraps of roasted meat—traces they had left behind.

Mo's gaze swept around the dimly lit cave, finally settling on a pile of inconspicuous nut shells.

He crouched down, picked up a piece, and gently pinched it with his fingers. The shell easily cracked, revealing traces of the kernel inside.

This subtle discovery caused a cold glint to flash in his eyes.

"It really is you," Mo said coldly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Ah Da hurriedly walked in from outside the cave, a serious look on his face.

His footsteps echoed softly on the damp ground, breaking the silence inside the cave.

"My lord." His voice was low and urgent, clearly indicating that he had important news to report.

"Traces of Lord Yu were found in a nearby tribe; he has indeed left."

His news was both expected and somewhat unexpected for Mo.

Upon hearing this, Mo couldn't help but sneer, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes. It seemed that only that foolish Hu Xiao still dared to dream of taking Chu Xinyao back.

This discovery gave him a clearer understanding of the situation and allowed his plan to proceed smoothly.

"Ah Da, come here." Mo's voice was deep and powerful. He called Ah Da to his side and whispered a few instructions.

"Sir, is this really going to work? Isn't it too risky?" Ah Da looked at him in shock. Wasn't this plan too risky?

"Stop talking nonsense, listen to me, go and prepare!" Although this plan is risky, it can solve the problem once and for all and eliminate future troubles.

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