CHAPTER 207: CHAPTER 207: GENERAL’S CAP

"Where is Yan Cave?"

Yi Chichi felt like she lost a fortune, wanting to find out the address and pick some.

Free bird’s nests, why not take them if they’re there?

However, Wen Shi rained on her parade.

"Don’t think about it, the location of Yan Cave is a bit far from here."

"How many kilometers?"

"Over a hundred kilometers."

Yi Chichi was shocked, "How did the clan leader get bird’s nests from so far away?"

This question stumped Wen Shi. He thought for a moment, not quite sure, "Maybe friends and family gave them during visits."

Yi Chichi felt quite regretful, "What a pity."

Wen Shi glanced at her, "You really like eating bird’s nests?"

"They’re alright."

To be honest, she didn’t love them.

It’s just that she got used to eating them in her original world, and now that she suddenly came across them, she thought to stock up.

Looking at the few pounds of bird’s nests in her hand, she smiled, "This should last a while."

"Let’s soak some to cook tomorrow."

"Teach me."

He hadn’t cooked bird’s nest before and didn’t know the steps, so he had to ask his wife for help.

Yi Chichi agreed, and after putting the things away at home, she instructed him to soak the bird’s nest.

The next morning, she had bird’s nest.

Looking at the bird’s nest placed in front of her, Yi Chichi looked at the sky outside and then at the energetic Wen Shi, "What time did you get up?"

"A little past four."

He calmly took a bite of his combo bun, "Eat quickly, finish and go back to take a nap, I’m going to morning training."

"Aren’t you tired?"

"Not really."

Seeing her worried look, Wen Shi smiled, "Trust me, this is nothing. When we were in Border City, it was common to go days without sleep."

In other words: he’s used to it.

Yi Chichi sighed, "In Border City, there was no choice; tasks couldn’t afford carelessness. But it’s different now."

"Don’t do this next time."

Wen Shi nodded, "Next time, I’ll soak them in the morning and cook for you at night."

"Okay."

Then, they chatted while eating.

The conversation turned to He Yunsong, "When is he coming back?"

"You won’t see him."

With inside information, Wen Shi smiled, "He’ll be back just when you’re leaving."

"Oh," Yi Chichi replied, "Has Mom telegraphed you?"

"No."

He scooped a spoonful of small dried fish into her bowl and urged, "Eat quickly before it gets cold."

In this weather, it wouldn’t matter if it got cold, but Yi Chichi said nothing, finishing her breakfast under his watchful eye.

Wen Shi cleaned up the dishes, reminding her before leaving, "Wife, have lunch at the cafeteria by yourself; I won’t be back."

No time to come back.

"Okay."

In the end, he didn’t come back that night either, just sent a young soldier to inform her of an emergency task.

Yi Chichi accepted it well, thanked the young soldier, gave him some candy, and went back to continue embroidering her kingfisher.

Wen Shi left for three days and two nights due to the emergency task. When he returned, Yi Chichi wasn’t home. After a look around, he found her Snow Red Plum was completed.

Plain snow and red plum were already a splendid sight, but with a lifelike kingfisher on the branch, the embroidery’s essence rose to another level.

Wen Shi stood quietly in front of the embroidery frame for a moment before taking clean clothes to freshen up.

Planning to tidy himself before looking for Yi Chichi.

At that moment, Yi Chichi was holding a small trowel, prying oysters off the rocks.

Ji Jian and the others were there too.

"Do you know where there are cap snails?"

As they pried, Qi Zhiyuan’s wife, Gu Shuyi, suddenly asked.

Ji Jian and the others exchanged glances and asked, "What’s a cap snail?"

Gu Shuyi thought for a moment, "A type of seafood that looks like abalone."

She then described the appearance of the cap snail in detail.

Yi Chichi wasn’t very familiar with what seafood was abundant here as she rarely went out.

So, she looked to Ji Jian and the others.

Only to find them looking a bit confused, instantly understanding that they didn’t know either.

As expected, Ji Jian said, "I’ve never seen the cap snail you mentioned."

Curious, she asked, "Is the cap snail delicious?"

"Just as good as oysters."

Thinking about the cap snail’s deliciousness, Gu Shuyi swallowed, "I haven’t had cap snails in a long time."

Her hometown was rich in cap snails and other abundant marine resources.

But farmland was scarce, making rice and grains a rare luxury.

So, daily food relied mainly on seafood.

Even having an occasional egg felt like a treat.

Better than any food in the world.

After being overwhelmed by seafood, coming to the island, she started missing cap snails.

"My favorite is ginger-steamed cap snails with eggs, so tasty."

Yi Chichi and the others remained unmoved, as her description lacked any delicious appeal, failing to ignite a taste imagination for cap snails.

Naturally, they weren’t tempted by cap snails.

Gu Shuyi found their calm attitude strange, "Aren’t you curious about the taste of cap snails?"

"Can you get to taste them?"

Yi Chichi responded with a question, her smile stiffening, and she honestly shook her head, "No."

Yang Qing chimed in, "There you go, if you can’t taste it, there’s no need to be curious."

Besides, not everyone likes seafood. Many inland people grow up eating freshwater fish and find seafood too fishy.

It’s related to region and eating habits.

If you’ve tasted it, you might crave it, but it’s hard if you’ve never even heard of that kind of seafood before.

"Actually, I don’t really love seafood."

She said softly, "I always feel like seafood has a strong sea taste no matter how it’s cooked."

That remark opened up Ji Jian and the others’ floodgates of conversation.

Each began recalling their struggles with food and water adaptation when they first arrived on the island.

There was a lot of resentment.

Ji Jian said, "It took me a few years to get used to the sea taste of the seafood."

Zhu Lihong laughed, "I’m not much better; I still can’t get used to the taste of seafood. But my kids and husband love it, so we never miss a chance to collect them. It’s like free seafood; it feels awkward not to pick them up."

"That’s true. Whenever I collect seafood, I give the big ones to the supply station and take the smaller ones home for ourselves."

Everyone freely discussed and exchanged seafood-cooking tips.

Yi Chichi didn’t join in, just focusing on prying oysters, ears perked up, listening to their chatter.

Their conversation eventually circled back to Yi Chichi.

It was Ji Jian who brought it up, "Chichi, how did you make the spicy seafood Old Lin brought home last time?"

"You can make seafood spicy?"

They spoke in unison, eyes sparkling with interest.

Under their attentive gaze, Yi Chichi smiled, "Sure, do you want to learn?"

"Yes."

Then, she explained the method for making a spicy seafood casserole in detail.

They were all hands-on chefs and understood right away.

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