Totoka River how to cook fish in a traditional chinese way

the caped twins splashed about while ying waded alone. it was boring being apart, but she feared being unwelcome among the others. sometimes, when her excitement got the best of her, she messed things up. mei was obviously having some luck; would ying get in the way?

the huntress arose from the water and huffed. fishing was no fun when done alone. hey! she called, do you want to play a game? she waited for a response before deciding how to proceed.