Su Mo followed her into a small compartment in the back kitchen, which wasn't the place where they cooked in large pots.
"This place is usually for Old Shen Du's meals, you mustn't tell anyone," Su Niang still seemed a bit worried as she glanced at her.
Su Mo immediately put on a cute and harmless smile, "Don't worry."
The small compartment not only had an individual gas stove but also various types of meats and grains, which seemed a few levels better than what people outside were eating.
Su Niang was about to grab some potatoes from the basket on the shelf, but Su Mo was eyeing the strings of pork hanging next to it, "Su Niang, can I have some meat?"
"Ah? That... absolutely not," the woman's hands loosened, and the potatoes rolled back into the basket, thinking to herself how this young lady had such a large appetite, asking for meat immediately.