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The restaurant they saw was named "Xiangjiang Drunken Moon." After the four of them entered, they found a window-side table and ordered several famous dishes from Changsha—Shun Feng Zi, Chopped Chili Fish Head, Dong'an Chicken, Sister Dumplings, and a few side dishes, along with a pot of local rice wine.
The dishes arrived quickly. The Chopped Chili Fish Head was bright red, and the Dong'an Chicken was golden and crispy, making their mouths water. Xiaoshuang watched Fang Zigui savoring the Chopped Chili Fish Head and couldn't help but smile. "So, how do you like the spiciness?" she asked.
Fang Zigui had a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead but stubbornly replied, "This is nothing! Just a small dish!"
Xiaoshuang exaggeratedly mimicked Fang Zigui's tone, shaking her head as she said, "I see~ So that sweat on your forehead is from the spicy flavor entering your mouth, helping to disperse energy and promote sweating!"
"You two are starting to sound more alike!" Lin Mingchang teased the pair with a grin. "Xiaoshuang is even beginning to understand medical principles."
Feeling shy, Xiaoshuang stole a glance at Fang Zigui, her cheeks flushing as she lowered her head and placed a piece of Dong'an Chicken into Shen Tong's bowl.
As the moonlight gradually climbed up the window frame, the four clinked their glasses together, the aroma of wine filling the air. Outside, the Xiangjiang River flowed quietly, accompanied by the distant sound of fishermen singing.
The next morning, the four of them left the Xiangshui Elegant Residence inn. Changsha City was bustling with life—the aroma of rice noodles and soy milk wafted from street vendors as sellers in blue cloth shirts called out to passersby, while porters hurried by with their shoulder poles.
The Xiang Embroidery Association was located in the old town of Changsha, a quaint two-story building exuding an air of elegance. The gray-blue bricks and carved window frames radiated rich cultural heritage and a sense of history.
A large red silk banner hung above the entrance, proclaiming "Welcome to the Centenary Hunan Embroidery Exhibition." The group strolled into the Xiang Embroidery Association, where the walls of the main hall were adorned with various Xiang Embroidery works.
On one wall hung a long scroll titled "Xiangjiang Spring Scenery Painting," which dominated the space. The elegant silk depicted vibrant spring scenes along both banks of the Xiangjiang River—boats coming and going amidst distant mountains and misty waters, showcasing exquisite craftsmanship in every stitch.
Several women dressed in qipaos were busy arranging exhibits. Upon noticing guests arriving, one of them immediately set down her work and approached them with a smile.
"Dear guests, are you here for the Xiang Xiu Exhibition?" asked an older woman warmly.
Ruan Xiaoshuang stepped forward and took an envelope from her bag. "We would like to meet Mr. Cheng Jinsheng; here is our letter of recommendation."
The woman accepted the letter and carefully read the name on the cover before smiling brightly. "Please wait a moment; I will go find Mr. Cheng."
Before long, footsteps could be heard coming down from upstairs.
A middle-aged man dressed in an indigo long robe descended slowly, exuding an extraordinary demeanor. His refined features and the scholarly air about him hinted at both intellect and shrewdness.
He approached the four, slightly bowed, clasping his hands in a gesture of respect. With a gentle tone, he said, "I am Cheng Jinsheng, the current president of the Xiang Embroidery Association. I did not expect you to arrive so soon; I apologize for not welcoming you properly."
Ruan Xiaoshuang stepped forward to return the greeting. "Mr. Cheng, my name is Ruan Xiaoshuang. Jiang Guangyu is my Cousin Uncle, and these are my friends who have accompanied me to Changsha."
Cheng Jinsheng's gaze swept over the four of them, pausing briefly on Shen Tong at Right Eye before casually moving on and finally resting back on Xiaoshuang.
With a warm smile, he replied, "Brother Guangyu called a few days ago and mentioned that Miss Xiaoshuang has considerable talent in photography. He expressed his hope that you would assist us as a photographer for our centennial Hunan Embroidery Exhibition. It is truly an honor to have your help, Miss Xiaoshuang."
He then gestured invitingly, "Please follow me to the tea room upstairs for a chat; it is quieter there."
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