"These are today's talismans."
In the back mountain pavilion, He Fanshuang placed a stack of Cloud Patrol Realm talismans she had written on the table.
"Thanks."
Li Ang picked up the talismans and placed each sheet of talisman paper into the talisman plate. He had to fight the brown sludge every day and simply didn't have the energy to write talismans. "Will you stay for lunch? Cui Qiao has made wontons."
"They're almost ready!" In the kitchen, Chai Cuiqiao heard her name and called out crisply.
The wontons of Yu Country were actually similar to the dumplings from his Otherworld memories: large fillings, thick round skins, and formed into a ball. Li Ang wasn't quite used to them. However, he still had Chai Chai make them according to his method. This involved a pork and celery filling with square-shaped wrappers, boiled in hot water, and then served with seaweed, pickled mustard greens, and minced cilantro.
"Okay."
