Qin San Lang's smile grew when he heard her, and he replied cheerfully, "Alright."
"Let's go, we'll get the fish from the kitchen." Gu Jinli called out to Qin San Lang; after closing the main gate, they headed towards the kitchen of her house. "There's still a bucket of fish in the kitchen meant for making fish balls, but I'll grill it all for you instead. We won't make fish balls."
Hearing this, Qin San Lang's smile deepened even further, walking side by side with her. Using the soft glow of the pine oil lamps along the corridor, he admired her profile: "Next time I come back, I'll chop up some fish meat for you, so you can make a whole basin of fish balls to eat."
Fish balls actually taste quite good, especially in soup. But the most delicious is the fish and lamb soup; adding crucian carp to the lamb yields a pot of savory broth. Drink a bowl of that, and you feel completely invigorated—they had some tonight.
