Though Ya Ci and Chan Qin's wedding banquet was small, its caliber was anything but low.
There were no long, drawn-out layers of ceremony. The festive joy of bowing to heaven and earth was enough, and afterward Yi Shuyuan and Yuan Zhaoning showed off their cooking skills, with Master Mo joining in as well. As for ingredients, they had whatever they wanted, and anything missing could quickly be fetched.
The wine went without saying. The Great Toad King was a master brewer. There was simply no ranking for such things, or he would surely have stood among the finest in the Three Realms.
As the only two mortals at the banquet, Yuan Zhaoning and Mo Yiming could clink cups with immortals and have a True Dragon pour their wine and offer them toasts. No one would likely believe them if they spoke of it afterward.
"Come, come, old friend, let me toast you again."
Mo Yiming refilled Yuan Zhaoning's cup, and the latter, unable to refuse such hospitality, clinked cups with him again.
"Ah, cheers!"
"Today is the Eighth Month, Second Day. Right now, the evening lanterns will just be lighting up in Tea Province. Men and women will be releasing flower lanterns by the water. It must be a lovely sight!"
Hui Mian jumped onto their table and snatched a chicken wing with his paws. Indeed, he had not taken human form to sit at the banquet. He had discovered that a human body could occupy a seat, but his marten body let him scamper all over the tables and eat wherever he pleased, which was much more convenient.
Even while eating his chicken wing, Hui Mian did not forget to remark,
"You two are ancient, and you're still talking about flower lanterns!"
"How could we not? It's impossible