The Silver Silk Charcoal quickly burned red. A thin, golden copper plate was laid over the grill, and Nine-tailed tossed the Bluefin Silverfish—scaled, gutted, and with fins and tails removed—onto the hot plate.
"Master, I only need to grill these for half a minute. Then I'll peel off the skin for you and make some salt-and-pepper fish skin." Nine-tailed had a knack for cooking and was willing to put in the effort. Coupled with his familiarity with Ning Xuan's preferences, he was the reason she had been eating so well lately.
"Okay. Do you need me to control the fire?" Ning Xuan could already smell the aroma, and her mouth watered involuntarily.
They had spent the last two days mining underground, subsisting on convenient, ready-to-eat crackers. It had been several days since they'd had a proper hot meal.
"No need. Oh, right, Master, if we want fish soup, we'll need a pot and a simple stove," Nine-tailed said as he deftly peeled the fish skin.
