Heating was sorted, but what about cooking?

Water at twenty or thirty degrees from a hot spring could warm a dish at best—there was no way it could be used for frying or proper meals. Wood, coke, or natural gas was still necessary; at least one of them, otherwise they'd be living off bread every day.

"What do we do? Should we avoid them?" Katie asked cautiously.

"Why avoid them?" Ray raised an eyebrow. "Is this steel mill theirs?"

"But they were here first…" Katie muttered weakly.

Ray chuck