"Chuyi is back! Come, have some dried sweet potatoes!" Upon seeing Xia Chuyi, Wang Xiaofang warmly offered them to her.
Xia Chuyi waved her hand to indicate she didn't want any.
"I have eaten outside."
Actually, she hadn't eaten; she planned to eat in the space after returning to her room.
The kitchen in her space was fully equipped, with abundant materials and ingredients in the space's warehouse—it could be said to have everything one could need.
With her own cooking skills, it was comparable to a five-star hotel.
You see, in her previous life, she had formally taken lessons from a descendant of an imperial chef.
Furthermore, she had discovered that time in the space was not equivalent to the outside world; spending about ten hours inside only amounted to a minute outside.
Thus, doing things in the space saved a lot of time.
Wang Xiaofang didn't insist, but came closer while nibbling on dried sweet potatoes.