Fish soup for breakfast.
The main ingredients were the several palm-sized fish Yao Ziyan had caught yesterday, from quite a few different species. Frying, deep-frying, steaming, or stir-frying them would have been a bit superfluous. Soup was the most suitable choice.
"Smells so good."
Luo Chuan took the clay pot from Yao Ziyan and carefully set it on the table, then blew on his fingers. The pot's surface was very hot, and he felt a bit scalded.
He let out a soft breath and slowly lifted the lid.
Dazzling golden light immediately burst from the gap, making him squint involuntarily. Faint, pleasant music seemed to echo by his ears as steam rose, obscuring everything from view.
Only once the golden light gradually softened and the mist slowly dispersed did Luo Chuan finally see the fish soup's true face.
It was milky white, with unknown mushrooms bobbing gently within. In an online game, it would clearly be a Legendary Grade food item stacked with dozens of buffs. One bite, and you would level up several times in a row.
Luo Chuan had long since grown accustomed to it.
There were also steamed buns, a small dish of crisp and refreshing pickles, and piping-hot fruit porridge. Thus, a simple, plain, unadorned breakfast was ready.
Yao Ziyan served two bowls of fish soup, pushing one in front of Luo Chuan while holding the other in both hands.
She gently blew along the rim, took a tiny sip, and narrowed her eyes slightly, letting out a soft hum through her nose.
It looked delicious.
Luo Chuan glanced at Yao Ziyan's fish soup, then at his own. Aside from the soup, his bowl contained quite a few ingredients from the soup, whereas Yao Ziyan's was pure fish soup.
He took a spoonful. It really was