"Fu Yu, Ouyang, we're leaving for India tomorrow. Is there anything we need to prepare?" Li Xuanzu's conversation with Elder Huang ended there.
"There's nothing I need to prepare," Ouyang Ningxue replied. She had no particular requirements regarding food, drink, accommodation, or transportation.
"Huh?! India?" To Li Xuanzu's surprise, Fu Yu reacted strongly, still holding a half-eaten pigeon leg in her hand.
"Then I need to prepare more food, and stomach medicine too. I'd rather starve than eat there." Fu Yu immediately lost her appetite.
It wasn't that Fu Yu was exaggerating. Although Qian Gang also received information from the outside world online, Li Xuanzu could only obtain a limited amount of memories from him. Li Xuanzu had no interest in learning about the cultures of other countries in his spare time.
Therefore, he couldn't feel the horror of that kind of bizarre cuisine.
But Fu Yu is different. She has a job and plenty of time to follow the news. The water and food in India can really kill people.
It's mainly dirty; without any stance, it's just plain dirty.
"Okay, you should tell Lao Huang that he's going to India once things are settled in Pakistan."
Fu Yu looked at the dishes that were still being served and felt a little reluctant.
"Mr. Huang, um, can I pack it up? It's just going to be a waste to leave it here anyway." Fu Yu looked at Mr. Huang somewhat embarrassedly.
"Haha, of course, no problem. Come anytime you want to eat." Old Huang laughed a few times, waved his hand, and had more than a dozen takeout boxes brought over, filled to the brim.
Li Xuanzu didn't have time to worry about these things, and since he didn't need to eat, he left first.
"Mr. Huang, um, I'd like to ask you for a favor." Fu Yu called out to Mr. Huang.
"Just tell me, I'll definitely help." Old Huang stopped and looked at Fu Yu.
"I want some yeast powder, a small courtyard with a cellar, and some grain. I plan to brew wine," Fu Yu said, revealing his purpose.
"Oh? Okay, I'll send you the address of the courtyard in a bit. As for the yeast powder, you shouldn't need much." Old Huang thought Fu Yu wanted to prepare some food and drinks, but it turned out it was for these things.
He didn't intend to ask Fu Yu what he was brewing; digging into such trivial matters would only make him seem like he had too much free time.
Fu Yu sincerely thanked her, then skipped away carrying two bags full of takeout boxes.
The reason for brewing wine was naturally due to her previous agreement with Li Xuanzu, which she had always kept in mind.
She had already told Li Xuanzu this, and as for why, the reason is rather amusing when you trace it back.
Fu Yu had been reading martial arts novels since she was a child, and she especially liked the kind of peerless female knights who retired from the martial arts world and became tavern owners. So she taught herself how to brew wine online.
Ultimately, it was just a childhood dream that felt like a joke.
Old Huang acted quickly. As soon as Fu Yu returned to the arranged residence, Old Huang told her the location of the courtyard.
"Ah Zu, if you're hungry, there's food here. Just heat it up if it gets cold. I'm going out now." Fu Yu didn't tell Li Xuanzu about brewing the wine. She thought that after it was finished, she would let it sit for a while and then surprise Li Xuanzu when she came back.
She could sense that Li Xuanzu seemed to really like "wine," at least it was one of the few things that could stir his emotions.
"I know, I'm not a child anymore. Come back early. If you can't get up tomorrow, I'll carry you on my shoulder." Li Xuanzu didn't even look up, not caring what Fu Yu was going to do.
"Hmph, I know." Fu Yu just imagined being carried on someone's shoulder, her face slightly flushed, and she closed the door and walked out.
Following the directions given by Old Huang, she quickly found the small courtyard.
The facilities inside were complete. On a small table in the courtyard was a small package labeled "Yeast Powder" and several large bags of glutinous rice.
Based on the memories in his mind, Fu Yu spent most of the day filling several jars.
Seal it and put it in the cellar, and everything is done. Leave the rest to time.
Fortunately, the air in Kyoto is relatively dry. In other provinces, it's not easy to find a small courtyard with a cellar.
Fu Yu then asked Old Huang to look after her before returning to her residence with great joy.
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