There are too many things to feed, and that's what worries me.
Seventh Uncle quickly said, "You all have big appetites; I think each person should have a whole melon. How much rind could we possibly use in cooking?"
"Besides, if worst comes to worst, I can just thinly slice off the outer green rind and chop it up to feed them as is."
Goodness! Now that's not wasting anything at all!
But Qiaoqiao hesitated a bit:
"But then, if Dabao gets to eat watermelon and the others don't, that's just not fair."
The reason why Song Qiaoqiao could swim like a fish in water among the several treasures was precisely because of these eight words: "Equal favor, fair and just."
"No worries," Song Tan soothed him, "you don't need to go call Secretary Xiaozu. I'll just send her a message."