The distinctive aroma of grouper fish quickly wafted from the kitchen.
"Kid, you really know how to fish. Grouper is top-notch," Brother Jing chuckled. "For now, in spring, just fish near the dock. When summer comes, I'll take you out to the coastal waters so you can see some big fish."
Han Qiwu was quite interested, but he had one nagging concern: when sleeping at night, does it have to be on his bed at home, or will any bed do?
If he went out and somehow got disconnected, it could be a real headache.
He'd have to test this out sometime.
Grouper fish doesn't need to be simmered for long—once cooked thoroughly, it's good to go.
Serving it up, Han Qiwu gently scooped a spoonful of fish meat, slipped it into his mouth, and slowly savored the tender and fresh flavor between his lips and teeth.
After the fish, he took a bite of tofu soaked in fish broth. The silky bean aroma carried the essence of the fish, with amino acids competing to burst with flavor in his mouth.
