I write novels in Liyue

Who knows if I'll be able to go fishing today after eating this?

"Waaah, Walnut, how could you do this?"

Xiangling pouted. Just as she finished speaking, she saw the fishing gear that Hu Tao was holding. Before she could ask any questions, Hu Tao spoke first.

"Don't worry about it, don't worry about it."

Hu Tao said with a smile, "We're going fishing later, Xiang Ling, would you like to come along?"

"Hmm, fishing? No problem, but wait a minute, I need to seal up the minced meat sauce I've already made."

Xiangling said.

"Xiangling, I'm a little hungry. Before we leave, could you make me a bowl of zha jiang mian (noodles with minced meat sauce)?"

Smelling the rich aroma of minced meat sauce wafting from the kitchen, Fang Qiu couldn't help but swallow hard. She looked at Xiang Ling and blinked.

It has to be said that as long as Xiangling doesn't use slimes in her cooking, her dishes will definitely taste top-notch.

Just this rich aroma.

She could take on ten of them!

Uh, no, I can eat ten bowls!

Hmm... she can't eat ten bowls. With the portion sizes at Wanmintang, she can only finish one bowl at most.

"No problem, what flavor do you want?"

"It should be a little spicy."

"No problem, wait a moment."

Xiangling nodded, then took Guoba and headed towards the kitchen. As they walked, Xiangling said, "Guoba, this is food prepared for Fang Qiu, so you can't steal any more."

"Well."

Before long, Xiangling brought a bowl of fragrant, steaming noodles with minced meat sauce to Fang Qiu.

Spicy chili oil was poured over the noodles, somewhat reminiscent of the Sichuan-style noodles with minced meat sauce she had eaten in her past life.

A thick layer of minced meat sauce was poured over the noodles, and the steam from the noodles, carrying the aroma of meat, filled Fang Qiu's nostrils, instantly whetting her appetite.

"Although it's supposed to be extra spicy, I know you can't handle too much spice, so it's only slightly spicy. You should be able to get used to it."

"Then I'll start eating."

Fang Qiutan slightly opened her mouth and gently put the noodles wrapped in meat sauce into her mouth.

A subtle spiciness, combined with a rich flavor, instantly fills the entire mouth, making one's mouth water.

soon.

A bowl of noodles with minced meat sauce was devoured in no time.

Fang Qiu gently stroked her slightly protruding belly, a few beads of sweat appearing on her smooth, creamy forehead. Her delicate cheeks flushed a rosy red from the spicy flavor, and every now and then her tender tongue would lick her lips, which had been stained an alluring rosy hue.

Seeing her like this, Hu Tao couldn't help but swallow hard.

"what about the taste?"

After Fang Qiu finished eating, Xiang Ling immediately asked with an expectant look on her face.

"It's delicious."

Fang Qiu smiled and said.

"Would you like more? I can make more."

Xiangling said.

"No, no, no."

Fang Qiu quickly shook his head.

She has reached her limit.

They eat too little...

Xiangling's zha jiang mian (noodles with minced meat sauce) was delicious, and the greasy taste was greatly reduced.

This made Fang Qiu look forward to the grilled fish that followed.

Chapter Thirty-Five: She Did Not Let Go of Fang Qiu's Hand

After finishing her meal, Xiangling greeted Master Mao and then went out with Hu Tao and Xiangling.

Although Master Mao was enjoying the opera, the storyteller's plot had reached its most crucial point.

"A dark cloud hung heavy over the sea, the inky waters churned, and beneath the Southern Cross, a dark shadow the size of a small mountain flew past..."

But when Master Mao heard that Xiangling was going out to play with Hu Tao and Fang Qiu and asked him to help watch the shop, he was not unhappy at all. On the contrary, when he heard that they were going to go fishing together, he laughed even more happily.

Master Mao patted his chest with a smile, telling them to go ahead and leave the shop management to him.

Before leaving, Master Mao specifically reminded him to remember to catch another one for him when he came back.

They said that although the fish bought from the stall were alive, they were inevitably no longer active.

The taste is quite different from that of a fish that has just been hung up and is still jumping around.

Fang Qiu nodded in agreement.

After all, Liyue doesn't have the oxygenation equipment of the seafood market from my previous life, so it's difficult for fish to stay alive after they're caught.

Fishermen go out to sea to fish at dawn, while Wanmintang is a restaurant, so naturally they need fish for lunch and dinner.

The fish were fine at noon, but by evening they had lost their vitality.

These words angered the fishmonger sitting next to him, who was listening to the story together, so much that he glared at him fiercely.

Fortunately, they knew each other well, and Wanmintang was a regular customer of his fish shop; otherwise, this fight would have been inevitable.

The fishmonger also gave them some fish bait as a bonus.

After saying goodbye to Master Mao, they made their way to the port.

As Teyvat's largest trading port, Liyue Harbor handles a massive amount of cargo daily.

There were also a great many ships coming and going.

Moreover, the port is noisy and chaotic, making it unsuitable for fishing.

Fishermen, needless to say, all row their fishing boats out to sea to fish, while anglers will choose to rent a small boat to fish in places further away from the port.

According to Xiangling, the probability of catching a big fish is much higher when fishing in deeper waters.

If you want to grill the fish, wait until you get back to shore before grilling it.

So they made their way to the port and found the boatman of the boat moored on the outermost side of the small boat area.

"Hey buddy, are you going out to sea?"

Xiangling asked.

Where are you going at sea?

The young boatman raised an eyebrow and asked.

"We'd like to go fishing at sea. How much does it cost to rent a boat?"

"Hu Tao asked."

"If you want to go fishing at sea, find another boatman. My boat is specifically for picking up passengers from the Pearl Pavilion."

The young boatman waved his hand and said.

"The Pearl-Inlaid Boat? What kind of place is that?"

Fang Qiu was taken aback.

"It's normal that you don't know. That's a place where the rich gentlemen of Liyue Harbor go to relax. It's not a place that ordinary people can go in and out of. Moreover, if you're not a VIP, even if you go there, you can only watch the excitement. I'm a fisherman specially hired by the Pearl Pavilion to take those rich gentlemen to the Pearl Pavilion."

The young boatman pointed to a large, uniquely designed ship moored in the distance of the harbor, which looked elegant and extraordinary, and said impatiently, "That's all I have to say. Don't waste my time if you have nothing else to say."

Fang Qiu was initially puzzled, but when she saw the slightly shy expressions on the faces of several women not far away upon hearing the words "Zhudianfang," she immediately understood what Zhudianfang was...

Just like those brightly lit, bustling pleasure boats of ancient times.

Besides composing poems and drinking together, there were also long talks, all-night revelry, and romantic encounters.

However, this was just Fang Qiu's guess; she didn't know exactly where it was.

Just then, a voice rang out.

"Xiangling, are you going out to sea to fish?"

Upon hearing this sound, they all turned around to look.

A tall, upright old man dressed in a cloud-patterned outfit walked towards them.

"Hey? It's Uncle Tian. Yes, we're planning to go fishing at sea."

Xiangling greeted the old man and, seeing him carrying a fishing rod and bucket, asked, "You're back from fishing? How was your catch?"

"The catch was pretty good. I caught four fish of medium size, which I can take home for dinner."

The old man whom Xiangling called Uncle Tian smiled and said, "They are your friends, right?"

"Ah."

Xiangling nodded and introduced Hu Tao and Fang Qiu to Uncle Tian.

When Xiangling mentioned that Fang Qiu was an author published by Liyue Publishing, she couldn't help but nod in admiration.

He said he would buy it and look at it while fishing when he had time.

After exchanging a few polite words, Uncle Tian pointed to a ship not far away and said, "If you want to go out to sea, I'll lend it to you."

"Huh? Is that okay?"

Xiangling's eyes lit up.

“The three of you are all possessors of the Eye of God, which is much better than me, an old man.”

Uncle Tian smiled and said.