So she really was making juice...
He Yin's humming, accompanied by the thud, thud, thud of fruit being crushed, drifted in from outside. A smile tugged at Chiba's lips.
He had a feeling that tonight would definitely be an unforgettable night.
Ever since the day he, Yu Ze, and Zong Mi had returned from hunting in the forest, the two of them had gone out every few days to gather fruits they had not been able to pick before, as well as edible grasses and mushrooms. It was also a way to make everyone's nutrition more balanced.
After all, eating meat all the time was not a long-term solution. Balanced nutrition still had to be considered.
After all, the human body had eight—some said nine—amino acids that it could not synthesize on its own and had to obtain from food.
That was why adding fruit and vegetarian food to their diet was quite important. But this group of orphans had only just solved their food and clothing problem. Most of their time was still spent gaining the strength to protect themselves, and because fruit had to be eaten fresh, they did not have it every day. Even having fruit for a meal was quite difficult.
Not to mention that He Yin was now squeezing juice using some rather complicated, time-consuming, and labor-intensive method—whether she had figured it out herself or someone had taught her, he did not know. Drinking fruit juice was even harder.
After all, time was no longer the most pressing issue for these orphans, but it was still in very short supply.
They could gather fruit, but they did not have that much time to gather it.
They could make juice, but the process was too complicated and there was no time for it. Usually, having fruit