Chen Jue was amused by Mu Yin's words too. Looking at his handiwork, he thought it really did look almost like a two-bedroom apartment with a living room, just as Mu Yin had said.
After tidying up the inflatable tent, Chen Jue carried the two supply crates out of the cave and asked him, "Xiao Mu, where are you from? How come you're such a wisecracker?"
"Hehe! Great One, I'm from Jin City," Xiao Mu said, scratching his head in embarrassment.
"Haha! So you're from Jin City. No wonder you've got such a quick tongue! When I was trying to make a living in Beijing, I used to go to Tianqiao to listen to De Yun's crosstalk. I think De Yun's troupe leader is from Jin City too." Chen Jue smiled faintly.
"That's right. We people from Jin City are famous for just a few things. One is Goubuli's steamed buns, and another is crosstalk. Anyone can rattle off a few lines. I learned a little when I was a kid too..." Xiao Mu explained.
One drove the exploration vehicle while the other carried the supply crates, and the two headed down toward the camp at the foot of the mountain.
Seeing that Chen Jue neither flushed nor panted despite carrying that load all the way down, and that his pace was fast enough to keep him right alongside the exploration vehicle, Mu Yin marveled inwardly at his physical fitness.
By the time they returned to camp, Luo Qiong and the others had begun putting together a simple earthen stove. They had brought a full assortment of pots, bowls, and cooking utensils.
For this team of eight who had arrived in Second Home, food was the first major problem they needed to solve.
Fortunately, most of this shipment consisted of