qige: (smile | i don't want them)
岳清源 | Yue Qingyuan ([personal profile] qige) wrote 2020-10-05 04:56 am (UTC)

[ The tickle of fur would be easy to ignore, but it's sweet in its own soft way. Yue Qingyuan smiles, reaching up to pat at the cat's paw. ]

Miao'er, the fish it is.

[ He sets into steady motion through the kitchen, clearly familiar with this expansive space, pulling out cooking ware appropriate for the steaming, a wok and a steamer basket. The oven is operated with the ease of familiarity from the last few months, and so the flame from the enchanted appliance burns steady under the wok, which he fills with a thin layer of water. As it boils, he pulls a fish from his cloth of plenty, already descaled, if not deboned. He learned the trick of asking for that much the week before.

Setting it within the basket, the whole then goes into the wok, steaming while he goes about the kitchen to find the plateware needed for serving his feline friend and perhaps himself as well. He's smiling absently the whole time, in a pleasant mood for all he hasn't seen either Shen Qingqiu yet today.
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