In the morning when Bella’s life entered the last tenth day.
Bella and Nick sat face to face. Each of them had a bowl of porridge, with a few dishes of delicate vegetables in the middle, and some cakes.
Nick threw a dumpling into Bella's bowl, "No matter how bad taste the dumpling is, since you have made it, you should eat it."
Bella was not as rude as him, she also put a cake in his bowl. "It's you who fermented the flour."
Nick laughed, so did Bella.
These cakes were made by the doughs when Nick said that he wanted to eat hand-made noodles. He didn't know how to ferment at all, so he dropped baking powder and made a large bucket of doughs.
So in the next few days, they ate cakes and dumplings to survive.
Although they had eaten too many cakes that they almost vomited, Bella felt r
