Grab Seafood

The autumn sunlight was tinged with languor and sparse clarity, flowing into the Small Courtyard with the breeze.

Li Fan lazily got out of bed.

He lifted the covers and saw that Little White was still sleeping. He gently scratched Little White's tender pink nose, then got dressed and walked out after opening the door.

The disciples had already gotten up and were each busy with their own tasks.

Xin Ning's clear, lilting recitation rang through the Small Courtyard, putting everyone in a good mood.

Although there were many books, she absorbed the knowledge within them in an orderly manner, bit by bit. This greatly pleased Li Fan.

It was truly rare for a child to possess such a temperament.

"Master, wash your face."

Bai Qian came over carrying hot water. After Li Fan washed his face, she obediently handed him a towel.

After he finished washing, Gongya brought over boiled eggs and lean-meat porridge. Thus, an unadorned day began.

"Master, I want to set out for the South Sea today."

Long Zixuan spoke up.

Li Fan nodded.

"Going earlier is fine."

"Mm... Bring a basin or something."

Since it was a lotus, they would certainly need to keep it in water when transplanting it.

Therefore, they needed to bring some kind of container to hold the lotus and transplant it back into the Small Courtyard.

Long Zixuan nodded. He knew that whenever Master took the initiative to make arrangements, there had to be some purpose behind it.

He immediately searched around and finally found a discarded wooden basin in the woodpile.

When Li Fan saw it, he was speechless. This disciple... was far too miserly.

Why bring a discarded wooden basin?

Still, the wooden basin could barely hold water, so he could not be bothered to interfere.

"Dade, continue