Elder Li added, "However, while the three loaches are top-tier, there are only a few of them—not quite enough for the four of us to really dig in. So, I added some other small fish to play a supporting role."
As he spoke, the housekeeper brought out the final dish—the one everyone had been waiting for, the grand finale.
It was a clay pot, also steaming and billowing white vapor.
Under everyone's expectant gazes, Elder Li personally lifted the lid.
An exquisite, savory aroma—even richer, more potent, and more complexly layered than the Reverse Fish soup from before—erupted from the pot.
Li Xu immediately looked over and saw a fish soup that was also an alluring, milky white.
Floating in the soup was an assortment of small fish, the longest of which was no more than two inches.
Among them, three loaches, entirely golden with beautiful leopard-like markings, stood out from the rest, exceptionally eye-catching.
"Are these... small assorted fish from the Yangtze River?"
