"Don't you have five fingers? Just like this." Jiang Che gave Little Loach a demonstration.
Little Loach could only imitate Jiang Che and clumsily pick up the chopsticks.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing watched curiously as Little Loach picked up the chopsticks!
"Are Soul Beasts this smart?" Ning Rongrong exclaimed.
"Don't compare me to those lowly creatures. I'm a dragon! A true dragon!" Little Loach clumsily ate a piece of fish with the chopsticks.
"Teacher, what's he saying?" Zhu Zhuqing asked in confusion.
Clearly, despite all Little Loach's muttering, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing hadn't understood a single word.
Jiang Che said lightly, "He says this fish tastes delicious!"
Jiang Che couldn't help glancing at Little Loach. After being fed over this period, the loach seemed to have grown a little bigger, and the two little bumps on his head seemed to have grown considerably as well.
In the twilight and emerging starlight, the three humans and one dragon ate a pot of fish-bone soup and three plates of fish slices, a light sweat beading on their foreheads.
The steam flushed Ning Rongrong's little face rosy red. Enjoying the meal, she actually rolled up her sleeves and cooked the fish slices herself, her movements much more practiced than at the start.
"Teacher, will we be able to catch this kind of fish again?" Ning Rongrong asked while blowing on a piping-hot slice of fish.
Jiang Che looked at the sky, then at the quiet little lake in the courtyard...
"Leave it to fate," he said. "When you fish, what you're fishing for is a state of mind, not fish."
Ning Rongrong nodded, only half understanding, then buried her head and went back to battling her fish slices.
Zhu Zhuqing set down her chopsticks and gently wiped the corner of her