After carefully washing the water chestnuts clean, Lianshan peeled away their black skins one by one. Once he had ground them into powder, he mixed the water chestnuts with sugar and osmanthus.
Then he added water and stirred the water chestnuts into a paste. He added more sugar afterward, and for a better flavor, Lianshan also added some vanilla powder.
Once he had stirred everything until it became thick and sticky, he put it into a cleaned wooden steamer tray and began steaming it.
By the time he had finished all that, the sky had gradually begun to darken.
Meanwhile, through the window, Lianshan saw a huge bonfire rising outside.
Gathered around the bonfire were the people of the tribe.
From here, Lianshan could even see Ji Lin... seated in the place of honor.
Bathed in the orange-red firelight, that face left Lianshan staring blankly from the window.
Lianshan leaned against the windowsill and looked outside.
Though night had already fallen, the enormous bonfire still lit everything clearly enough for him to see what was happening over there.
The tribe's young warriors wrestled with one another under the firelight, displaying their strength.
The people around them cheered enthusiastically.
"Wonderful..."
Lianshan sat by the window watching until A Ji came over and pecked at his hair.
"A Ji? What's wrong?"
Lianshan stroked A Ji's feathers, took out a few bits of pastry, and fed them to her from his palm.
"Coo..."
A Ji continued calling, then suddenly sprang up, snatched Lianshan's hair ribbon from his forehead, and flew out through the window.
"A Ji?"
Lianshan's heart skipped a beat. He reached out to grab her, but failed.
A Ji flew out through the window and quickly arrived beside Ji Lin at the bonfire, landing on Ji Lin's shoulder.
"Jingwei?" Feeling a