After finishing her tea, Ye Qianning got up and walked to her desk. She picked up a brush and began to write on the Xuan paper. In modern times, there were countless ways to prepare seafood—sashimi, raw-marinated dishes, and hundreds of other methods.
She needed to write down the recipes first to have them ready. In the Four Kingdoms, people ate fish and shrimp, but not oysters, sea urchins, or sea snails, which they considered inedible.
These items could be part of her future promotional campaigns.
As the sky gradually darkened, the candlelight in the room flickered.
The June weather was already growing sultry.
Before she knew it, a thick stack of paper filled with writing lay on her desk. It had been a long time since Ye Qianning had written so much. She tilted her head back and rolled her neck, feeling weary all over.
She set down her brush, stood up to stretch her stiff muscles, and glanced out the window. It was already so late.
