The sky had still been clear when he saw Li Junfeng and the others off that morning. By the time Li Long had set the dough to rise and was about to fetch water from the spring to steam the buns, a cloud drifted over, and the weather suddenly turned gloomy.
The weather could really affect a person's mood. The wooden cabin did not let in much light to begin with, and now that the sky had clouded over, it felt even darker.
Seeing that the dough had nearly finished rising, Li Long simply opened the door to the large room. He had also moved the worktable that used to stand outside into this room, and he kneaded the dough on it. He worked a basketball-sized lump into a long, pillow-shaped roll, then folded it over and kneaded it again. The more he kneaded it, the better the steamed buns would taste.
Once the buns were steaming, Li Long went into the small room and brought over some dried meat.
Back in summer, he could set up two cooking fires outside and cook a meal while steaming buns or stir-frying dishes. Now he only had one stove, so everything had to be done one step at a time.
The dried meat needed to be steamed or boiled before eating. Li Long prepared it first, planning to put it on once the buns were done and make some meat broth to drink.
He had also brought some dried vegetables this time, and there were still dried mushrooms left in the small room. Both could be eaten with the meat.
Otherwise, his body would not be able to stand eating nothing but meat for more than a few days.
Before the buns were done, a shout came from outside.
Li Long stepped