Wu Meili was cooking rice at another stove while she made fish soup at the stove normally used for making chili sauce. Her movements were deft as she handled the crucian carps. Her fingers were slender, and the fish in her hands seemed just like toys. In no time, a fish was ready.
Pei Yicheng sat in front of the stove, stoking the fire, and when he saw Xu Nianhua dealing with the fish, what should have been... How was it that when Xu Nianhua did it, it looked so pleasing to the eye?
Her movements were crisp and efficient, without any dawdling. After processing the fish, she heated up the pan and fried the crucian carps for a while, then scooped them out, and started a new pan. Scallions and aged ginger first, then she poured in ample water. She brought it to a boil over high heat, added the fried crucian carps to the water, and left it to stew with time.
"Once the water comes to a boil, you don't need too high of a flame,"