Not only did she send them a large amount of supplies, but she also made a special trip to the apocalypse, once again zero-cost acquiring a lot of coal, wood, and other items that could be used for cooking fires. These beastmen now lived in caves, so there was no need to worry about carbon monoxide poisoning from burning coal. She also gathered some wooden planks and nails, instructing the beastmen to block off the cave entrances. This would keep the cold wind outside. The massive cave also had air vents, which they sealed up as well. She left them a lot of salt, telling them to add some when cooking meat. These beastmen had long suffered from insufficient salt intake, which would shorten their lifespans and cause their teeth to decay early. However, the beastmen weren’t used to eating salted meat at first; they didn’t find it particularly tasty, just strange. But since their chief and elder demanded they eat it, they obeyed and added some whenever they received it. The adult beastmen said nothing, but the cubs spoke without restraint. They all complained that the stuff called salt was unpleasant, too bitter, and left them constantly thirsty afterward. Shen Yunyun overheard their conversation and wondered to herself, how could salt be bitter? Could she have given them the wrong thing? She suddenly grew anxious and called Zhi to go check with her. When they reached the beastmen’s cave, a beastman happened to be cooking meat, dumping an entire large bag of salt into the pot. Shen Yunyun’s eyes widened. No wonder the cubs said it was bitter—with that much salt, how could it not be? She immediately had them pour out the broth, add fresh water to dilute it, and explained exactly how much salt to use. The beastmen looked at each other. They had heard that eating salt could strengthen the body, so they thought more was better. They hadn’t realized that too much could also shorten their lives. What a misunderstanding. Shen Yunyun found it both amusing and exasperating. At least it was corrected now. With all the beastmen settled, she felt relieved. With ample food and heating supplies, they should have no trouble surviving the winter. But she wondered—eating only meat without vegetables or fruit, would they get constipated? Shen Yunyun decided it was necessary to send them some sweet potatoes and potatoes. These would provide enough dietary fiber to prevent constipation. When spring came, she would teach them how to farm. That way, they wouldn’t have to rely entirely on hunting. Hunting depended on both skill and luck, and this year they clearly hadn’t been lucky enough—they hadn’t prepared adequately before winter arrived. Zhi found it fascinating when Shen Yunyun mentioned teaching them to grow crops. “What is growing crops?” The curious cub emerged, ready with a thousand questions. Shen Yunyun said, “I can’t explain it to you now; you’ll understand when spring comes. Once you plant your own crops and harvest them, you’ll never have to worry about not having enough food in winter. With plenty of food, females will naturally come.” Zhi asked uncertainly, “Is that true?” “It’s true. Females choose a tribe based on its strength. If the tribe can’t protect them or provide enough food for them and their cubs, why would they stay?” Zhi found that reasonable. Having finished her business here, Shen Yunyun prepared to leave. But Zhi said, “You’ve brought us so much food. Pick a few more treasures from my collection.” At the mention of treasures, Shen Yunyun’s eyes sparkled.