C1006 To think of money to have lost one's mind

"It's almost noon. I'll go get something to eat first." Zhang Mingyue looked at the time. It was getting late.

"Let me do it. The people from Twelve Holes are not here, so I can borrow their stove to cook some food." Ling Feiyu volunteered herself.

Zhang Mingyue asked in astonishment, "You know how to cook? Aren't you the young miss? " From the awkward way Fei Yu poured the tea