Female lead: No, it's me again??

"I think it's about time."

"Let's go, Tangyuan!"

"I'll take you to eat meat!"

The little guy who was just crying immediately wagged his tail, jumped up excitedly, and kissed Xuan Li on the left cheek.

Xuan Li was furious, "Tangyuan!"

"Have you forgotten what you just did?"

How dare he kiss her with his mouth that was biting a wooden stake?

Is it dirty?

The little guy's mouth froze, then he pretended to be nonchalant and took a few steps forward before running away!

A woman dressed in red was chasing after them.

"sweet dumpling!"

"If I catch you, you're finished!"

Feng Siyue could only feel that these two, master and servant...

They have their own way of getting along.

She calmly put the handkerchief away and followed.

The Qinghe Banquet is one of the most important activities for the villagers of Fengning Village during the Prayer Festival.

On this day, the village chief of Fengning Village will open the Phoenix Dark Stream, which is hidden underground and artificially excavated, and draw down the Heavenly Spring.

Thirty-six dishes are served from the phoenix's head to its tail, following the flowing water, symbolizing the cleansing of impurities and the blessing of happiness and peace to Fengning Village.

The thirty-six dishes do not require complicated processing procedures. They are cooked with the purest water from Tianshan Lake, and their taste is sure to be praised.

Chairs were arranged along the dark stream, extending down from the highest point, the village chief's house, also known as Fengtou. Villagers dressed in white feather robes sat on both sides, waiting for the feast to begin.

If someone were to look down from the sky, they would see a phoenix shape outlined in white, with the stream resembling flowing blood, signifying a rebirth through bloodshed.

They were attempting to awaken the legendary Snow Phoenix, a mythical beast that slumbered in the Tianshan Mountains, in this way.

At noon, with the village chief's announcement to begin the feast, thirty-six identical dishes were carried downstream by the stream.

Feng Siyue and Xuan Li arrived just in time, finding two spots in a corner.

The old man beside them looked at the two girls, who were clearly from out of town, and smiled kindly.

"You two young ladies are from out of town, aren't you?"

Feng Siyue nodded. "Grandpa, we saw this grand banquet being held here when we were passing by, so we shamelessly came to fill our stomachs."

The old man chuckled, "Then you're in luck! Our Qinghe Feast will surely satisfy your appetite!"

He reached out and lifted the basket floating in the stream, placing it on the table. "This dish is called Qing Le Sheng Ping. The snow lotus root is cooked with mountain spring water and garnished with sliced ​​pink lotus. It's both crisp and sweet."

Feng Siyue picked up a slice and put it in her mouth. The crisp and sweet taste of the lotus root slice immediately filled her mouth, which was its most original deliciousness.

The girl's eyes lit up!

"Grandpa, it's delicious!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a surge of spiritual energy within her body, which was instantly absorbed by her dantian!

Feng Siyue was shocked!

Such abundant spiritual energy!

She looked at the old man in shock, "This..."

The old man seemed not to understand what she was talking about, and put another piece on her plate. "Is it delicious?!"

"Eat more."

She was interrupted from saying what she was about to say.

Feng Siyue understood and began to eat in silence.

It is said that the villagers of Fengning Village are generally long-lived, which is probably due to the spiritual energy of the village.

After finishing the second piece, Feng Siyue, adhering to the principle that she shouldn't eat alone, reached out with her chopsticks to pick up a piece for the old man, only to find that there was nothing left on the plate!

Even the lotus flowers, which were meant to be decorative, have vanished without a trace.

She turned her head.

The woman's cheeks were bulging, and the chubby little guy still had a corner of pink lotus flower left in his mouth.

Feng Siyue glanced at the old man's empty bowl again, but said nothing.

When the next dish was served, she quickly grabbed the basket, used an unused pair of chopsticks to pick up a piece for the old man, and then placed the basket in the middle.

He smiled at the little fox and Xuan Li.

Little guy: ? ? ? ?

Xuan Li asked, puzzled, "What are you laughing at?"

Being slow-witted, she didn't realize what it meant.

The old man's eyes were practically bulging with laughter when he saw this. "It's alright, you all eat!"

“I still have some at home.”

The little girl was very polite.

Feng Siyue apologized, "I'm sorry, ma'am, my friend is indeed hungry."

The old man waved his hand dismissively and said,

"Eat more if you're hungry."

"The second dish is called Lotus Leaf Mandarin Fish, which is steamed with lotus leaves and osmanthus flowers. The fish is tender and has the fragrance of lotus leaves and osmanthus flowers, making it a delightful taste experience."

Feng Siyue opened her mouth to say yes, but Xuan Li interrupted her, "I've heard for a long time that the food in Fengning Village is delicious. I went hungry all day just to come and try this feast. Now that I've tasted it, it truly lives up to its reputation!"

The adorable little girl, with her delicate features, is holding a plump, snow-white fox in her arms; the scene is simply irresistible.

The old man's affection began to overflow, "You two little girls, you really know how to talk."

"Eat more if it's delicious. I'm happy if I eat well."

The old man's upturned lips never stopped curving downwards.

The feast was indeed delicious, as you could tell from the fact that the little fox and Xuan Li kept eating, though their table manners were rather unrefined.

Midway through the meal, Feng Siyue wanted to help the old man serve the dishes, but he refused, saying that he was a native of the village and a man of sincere virtue.

The dishes are plentiful and exquisite, and the plates are usually empty after only two or three bites.

When the two people and the fox had eaten the thirteenth dish, they felt full.

Feng Siyue leaned back in her chair to rest and chatted with the old man. "Grandpa, I heard that there's a story behind the name Fengning Village. Is it true or not?"

"Are you referring to the legend of the snow phoenix's protection?"

"Correct."

The old man was lost in memories.

"That's a legend from over a thousand years ago."