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"Erwa," Qing Luan said as she served a small plate of Dragon Head Fish and handed it to him. "Take this to Aunt Wang next door, then come back for dinner." Aunt Wang lived alone and often sent them some vegetables, so she thought it would be nice for her to taste what they had made.
"Okay," Erwa replied, picking up the plate and heading outside.
Qing Luan had only fried two plates; the rest were saved. She told Qin'er that Dragon Head Fish was soft and full of bones, which many people disliked. Therefore, she planned to finish lunch and then fry the remaining fish to take to the city for Hu Lingyun, hoping he could sell them at the Hu Family Tavern. This way, they could earn some extra silver instead of just consuming what little they had.
In truth, she didn't know how long they would stay here, so earning more silver was a good thing.
The Dragon Head Fish was indeed peculiar; while it was soft and bony, making it frustrating to eat, once it was coated in flour and fried, the aroma was irresistible. The bones became tender like the flesh, making it easy to swallow. Erwa and Tide devoured it with grease on their lips and gleaming eyes, thoroughly enjoying their meal.
Though Qin'er maintained her composure, she ate quite a bit. As for Qing Luan, she only tasted a little before a look of nostalgia flashed in her eyes. She quickly finished her meal and began her afternoon tasks.
This time, Qing Luan took Erwa into the city while Qin'er stayed home with Tide. She went directly to find Hu Lingyun, explaining what she had brought. After tasting it himself, Hu Lingyun exclaimed how delicious it was and eagerly led Qing Luan to the Hu Family Tavern, where they prepared it for customers on the spot, receiving unanimous praise.
What she ate was hot and crispy from being freshly fried in oil, while what was served in the tavern had been further processed with dried chili peppers, scallions, and crispy peanuts. The combination of fresh, fragrant, crunchy, spicy, tender, and salty flavors delighted the customers so much that they ordered several plates. Unfortunately, Qing Luan underestimated the demand and brought too little; she promised to deliver more the next day to quell their disappointment.
"Brother Hu," Qing Luan said with a smile as she held onto the silver Hu Lingyun had given her. "Thank you so much today. I have one more thing I'd like your help with." With larger quantities needed, she definitely required assistance.
"Why are you being polite with me?" Hu Lingyun replied happily as he saw her taking the initiative. He patted her head and said, "Just let me know if you need anything. If it's within my power, I'll definitely help you!" She had solved a significant problem for him; how could he refuse such a small request?
Qing Luan explained her plan: she wanted to have her dishes sampled at Hu Lingyun's tavern first before starting her own shop once they gained some fame. This would require manpower; she didn't trust outsiders and hoped Hu Lingyun could find a few reliable people who were skilled fighters and bound by contracts.
In exchange for his help, she offered to supply all her new dishes to Hu Family Tavern with profits split fifty-fifty after costs—though Hu Lingyun hesitated to agree, Qing Luan remained insistent.
Hu Lingyun moved quickly. It was not easy to fulfill Qing Luan's request, but he treated it as a top priority and found two people within an hour. One was a young man in his twenties, with dark skin and ordinary features—someone who would blend into a crowd without drawing attention. The other was an older woman in her forties, who was said to have some martial arts skills and was there to take care of them.
Qing Luan did not refuse; she took the contract that Hu Lingyun brought and led them back.
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