Wu Meili was cooking rice at another stove, while she was making fish soup at the stove where she usually made chili sauce. She handled the crucian carp quickly and skillfully; her fingers were long and slender, and each fish in her hands seemed like a toy. In no time, a fish was ready.
Pei Yicheng sat in front of the stove, tending the fire. Watching Xu Nianhua handle the fish, it should have just been... How come, when Xu Nianhua does it, it's so pleasing to the eye?
Her movements were crisp and neat, not dragging at all. After finishing with the fish, she heated oil in the wok, fried the crucian carp for a bit, then took them out, started a new pot, added scallion whites and old ginger, poured in enough water, brought it to a boil, and then put the fried crucian carp into the water, letting time do the stewing.
"Once the water boils, don't keep the heat too high."
