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The restaurant they saw was named "Xiangjiang Drunken Moon."
After the four of them entered, they found a window-side table and ordered several famous dishes from Changsha—Shun Feng Zi, Chopped Chili Fish Head, Dong'an Chicken, Sister Dumplings, and a few small side dishes, along with a pot of local Rice Wine.
The dishes arrived quickly; the Chopped Chili Fish Head was bright red, and the Dong'an Chicken was golden and crispy, making their mouths water.
Xiaoshuang watched Fang Zigui seriously savoring the Chopped Chili Fish Head and couldn't help but smile, "So, how's it going? Are you getting used to the spiciness?"
Fang Zigui had a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead but stubbornly replied, "This is nothing! Just a small dish!"
Xiaoshuang exaggeratedly mimicked Fang Zigui's tone, shaking her head as she said, "I see~ So, that sweat on your forehead is from the spicy flavor entering your system, helping to disperse energy and promote sweating!"
"You two are starting to sound more alike!" Lin Mingchang teased the pair with a grin. "Xiaoshuang is even beginning to understand medical principles."
Feeling a bit shy, Xiaoshuang stole a glance at Fang Zigui, her cheeks flushing as she lowered her head and placed a piece of Dong'an Chicken into Shen Tong's bowl.
As the moonlight gradually climbed up the window frame, the four clinked their glasses together, the aroma of wine filling the air. Outside the window, the Xiangjiang River flowed quietly, accompanied by the melodious sound of fishermen's songs.
The next morning, the four left the Xiangshui Elegant Residence inn. Changsha City was already bustling with life—
The street-side breakfast stalls wafted the scents of rice noodles and soy milk as vendors in blue cloth shirts called out to passersby while porters hurried by with their shoulder poles.
The Xiang Embroidery Association was located in the old district of Changsha, featuring an ancient and elegant two-story pavilion. The gray bricks and tiles and intricately carved window frames exuded a rich cultural heritage and a sense of historical weight.
A large red satin banner hung above the entrance, proclaiming "Welcome to the Centenary Hunan Embroidery Exhibition."
The group strolled into the Xiang Embroidery Association, where the walls of the main hall were adorned with various Xiang Embroidery works. On one wall hung a long scroll titled "Xiangjiang Spring Scenery Painting," which occupied an entire wall; on the elegant silk fabric, spring flourished along both banks of the Xiangjiang River with boats coming and going amidst distant mountains like indigo and near waters shrouded in mist—every stitch showcased exquisite craftsmanship.
Several women dressed in qipaos were busy arranging exhibits. Upon seeing guests enter, one of them immediately set down her work and approached them.
"Dear guests, are you here for the Xiang Xiu Exhibition?" asked an older woman with a smile.
Ruan Xiaoshuang stepped forward and took an envelope from her bag. "We would like to meet Mr. Cheng Jinsheng; here is our letter of recommendation."
The woman took the letter and carefully examined the name on the cover before smiling warmly. "Please wait a moment; I will go find Mr. Cheng."
Before long, footsteps could be heard coming down from upstairs.
A middle-aged man dressed in an indigo long robe descended slowly, exuding an extraordinary demeanor. His refined features and the scholarly air about him hinted at both intellect and shrewdness.
He approached the four, slightly bowed, clasping his hands in a gesture of respect. With a gentle tone, he said, "I am Cheng Jinsheng, the current president of the Xiang Embroidery Association. I did not expect you to arrive so soon; I apologize for not welcoming you properly."
Ruan Xiaoshuang stepped forward to return the greeting. "Mr. Cheng, my name is Ruan Xiaoshuang. Jiang Guangyu is my Cousin Uncle, and these are my friends who have accompanied me to Changsha."
Cheng Jinsheng's gaze swept over the four of them, pausing briefly on Shen Tong at Right Eye before casually moving on and finally resting back on Xiaoshuang.
With a warm smile, he replied, "Brother Guangyu called a few days ago and mentioned that Miss Xiaoshuang has considerable talent in photography. He expressed his hope that you would assist us as a photographer for our centennial Hunan Embroidery Exhibition. It is truly an honor to have your help, Miss Xiaoshuang."
He then gestured invitingly, "Please follow me to the tea room upstairs for a chat; it is quieter there."
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