Chapter 469: A War of Words Yan Lao'er entered the kitchen, feeling as comfortable as if he were in his own home. He first checked the stove, rummaged through the seasonings, and then walked around to see what ingredients were in the house. The brown rice in the rice vat was nearly gone, but the coarse flour in the flour vat seemed to have been recently replenished, with more than half a vat left. Several sacks held various kinds of coarse grains. The oil was clear; he looked at it and…