Almost as soon as Chi Shuran finished speaking, a staff member came toward them carrying a bag.
"Everyone, the director asked me to bring these seasonings over, along with some lemons. They're all for marinating your seafood."
"Thanks." Song Wenjing took the bag from the staff member and leaned over to look inside.
After waiting a while and seeing no sign that the staff member intended to leave, Song Wenjing looked up at him again. "Was there something else?"
"Uh... well, the director said that since he gave you the seasonings, could you give him some of the sauce you make?" Anyway, he wasn't the one asking. He was just the messenger.
"He's asking us for sauce?" Song Wenjing repeated, staring at the staff member for a while before looking as though realization had dawned. "Oh~~~ So he wasn't sending us things out of kindness. He's got his eye on Zhou Zhichu's dipping sauce."
"Hehe, I suppose so." o(*￣︶￣*)o The staff member said nothing more and pointed at the bag beside Song Wenjing. "The container is in that bag. I'll get going."
Song Wenjing couldn't cook, so naturally, he didn't know how to mix sauces either. He handed the bag to Zhou Zhichu, stood up, and headed into the woods. "I'll gather some firewood. We finished yesterday's fish. Should Brother Fu and I catch more later, or does someone else want to try?"
Chi An said, "I'll go with him."
After opening the bag, Zhou Zhichu took everything out one by one: assorted bottles and jars, and five lemons.
Chi An's gaze landed on the lemons. Whatever had occurred to him, the corners of his mouth curved upward. He looked up in Song Wenjing's direction, and only after making sure the other man couldn't hear them did he speak. "Will