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So, they ended up having chopped chili fish head for lunch.

Fish heads are one of those things that vary from person to person. Some people find them incredibly fishy and completely unacceptable, while others think the head is even more delicious than the meat itself, possessing a unique charm.

Su Bai belonged to the all-embracing type. He loved the special texture of the meat around the fish's neck, and the gelatinous parts on the head were simply fantastic.

It might be a bit rich for some, but for Su Bai, it was just right.

A strapping young man like him was never afraid of eating fatty meat.

The Wan Sisters enthusiastically set to work on the chopped chili fish head. This was a live fish they had just caught and killed on the spot, so the quality of the ingredients was absolutely top-notch. In fact, the silver carp used in restaurants in Jiangcheng were often sourced from the reservoir in the western suburbs.

As for Su Bai... he was busy with another fish head.

To prevent the awkward situation of everyone getting skunked and catching absolutely nothing, Su Bai had instructed the grocery delivery guy to bring over a large fish as well.

And so, they had two large fish heads.

The first one was used by the Wan Sisters to make the chopped chili fish head. Su Bai didn't really know how to make this dish, so he decided not to interfere and take the opportunity to taste the Wan Sisters' cooking.

Living long-term at the Ascott, Su Bai didn't have many chances to enjoy the Wan Sisters' cooking. The main reason was that, most of the time, he would just order food from the Ascott's Chinese restaurant or go out to sample various local delicacies.

The rest of the time, the stove was basically monopolized by Zhou Jialu.

Senior Sister was quite addicted to it too, styling herself as Su Bai's sole officially designated housekeeper.

It was hard not to suspect that Senior Sister had a little scheme going on.

As long as she didn't give the Wan Sisters a chance, she would remain the best cook among his group of female confidantes!

It was rather amusing.

Before the delivery guy left in his minivan, Su Bai had asked him for advice. The guy suggested that besides the classic chopped chili fish head, he could also make a roasted fish head.

"The silver carp around here aren't very fishy. If you do a salt roast, it'll taste even better than the salmon heads at Japanese restaurants! I swear!"

Since the guy swore on it, Su Bai just had to give it a try!

He had certainly eaten salt-roasted salmon head before. In fact, ever since Su Bai bound to the Indulgence System, it was a must-order dish every time he went to a Japanese restaurant.

Rich, fresh, and savory, it perfectly preserved the natural advantages of the ingredient to the greatest extent.

Moreover, it wasn't hard to make. Just wash the fish head, marinate it with cooking wine, sugar, pepper, salt, and lemon juice, and roast it for about twenty minutes.

He had brought all the seasonings, and there was an oven in the RV. It was a built-in oven, not very large in size. After all, space in an RV was limited, so a large oven would be pushing it.

Roasting a whole lamb was out of the question, but roasting a fish head would be a breeze.

In addition to that, he needed to mix a dipping sauce.

One soy sauce-based and one ponzu-based. The former was more flavor-enhancing, while the latter was more refreshing. Su Bai chose to have both.

The fulfilling and busy happy times quickly slipped by, accompanied by the warm sun of late autumn and early winter.

"Food is ready! Let's eat!"

"Wow, Brother, this roasted fish head looks really good..."

"Thanks to the high-end oven. If I had to grill it over charcoal, it would probably just be a big charred black lump."

Su Bai felt quite fortunate. He had originally considered grilling it over charcoal, but on second thought, he let it go. That required too much skill. Among the people he knew, the one best at charcoal grilling was probably Yangyang. That day when they had an outdoor barbecue, Yangyang was the one carrying the team.

Ovens were so much easier to use.

Both fish heads were absolutely delicious, and paired with some cold appetizers, it was highly satisfying.

After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Wan Xinyue went back to fishing. She was a bit unwilling to admit defeat.

To be honest, it was very hard to catch anything during this time of day. Perhaps this was just the stubbornness of an angler... The main reason was that Su Bai had caught something, and twice at that, which made Wan Xinyue feel quite sad.

Boohoo, I want to succeed too!

Su Bai found it a bit amusing and just let her be.

When you come out to play, you should just do whatever you want. Anyway, the afternoon was meant for resting, and they would hit the road again once they were well-rested.

As for Su Bai himself, he began to enjoy the Japanese-style air mattress.

Su Bai had appreciated this kind of thing in certain "study materials" before and had always yearned for it.

However, his female confidantes usually played so many tricks with him that sometimes, even the things he yearned for would slip his mind.

This time was a great opportunity to experience it!

Although the RV's small bathroom was very cramped, being cramped had its own advantages. It actually made the atmosphere feel much more intimate.

It was just like why some people disliked sleeping in a bedroom that was too large. A room that was too big lacked a sense of security, whereas a small bedroom made for a sounder sleep.

It was pretty much the same logic.

Everything follows the principle that extremes meet. Just like if a room is too small, it feels oppressive, giving off the vibe of being in prison.

Extremes in either direction were undesirable.

Su Bai mused that he was still someone who valued balance and harmony.

Wan Xinyan finished preparing the air mattress and invited Su Bai to lie down and give it a try.

"Should we start with your back?"

"Hehe, that's right, Brother... You seem so experienced, Brother. Did you often go to spas for wellness treatments in the past?"

"Hehe, not really."

Su Bai told the truth.

Nonsense. He didn't have any money in the past, so where would he get the chance to go to a spa?

Actually, Su Bai especially loved the feeling of being served, especially when a beautiful girl was helping him relax all his muscles. During the comfortable massage, he could listen to the girls' gentle and sweet voices while breathing in their natural bodily fragrance.

It was simply amazing!

The so-called land of tender enchantment was probably just like this.

However, even for the most standard, clean massage in Jiangcheng, if the female masseuse was young and pretty, it would start at two or three hundred yuan. And that was just at an ordinary shop. If the shop's environment was slightly better, the price would skyrocket even further.

Good heavens, where would an ordinary college student get the money to enjoy such a thing?

Going just two or three times would wipe out a whole month's living expenses.

If someone asked their parents for money under the pretext of getting a massage, they would really be asking for a severe beating.

Now, Su Bai had completely skipped commercial massages and moved straight into private, custom-tailored sessions with his confidantes.

Each of his confidantes had her own unique charms, with different figures and beauties.

Yanyan's hands felt ever so slightly rough. This was a characteristic typical of young girls who came from humble backgrounds and frequently did household chores.

This characteristic, however, made them surprisingly well-suited for massages. As her hands glided over Su Bai's skin with just the right amount of pressure, it felt so incredibly comfortable that Su Bai was about to fall asleep.

That's right, the current Su Bai rarely fell asleep out of exhaustion.

After all, he only needed an hour and a half of sleep every day to reach a state where his energy was abundant and his physical strength was fully restored.

Usually, if he fell asleep, it was due to the combined effect of a relaxing atmosphere and excellent service.

Just like right now. Wan Xinyan was just getting ready to give Su Bai a pedicure, but when she turned her head to look, she found that Su Bai had already fallen into a deep slumber.

This made Wan Xinyan cover her mouth and chuckle softly.

A surge of pride instantly welled up in her chest.

Oh my, does this count as an acknowledgment of my massage skills?

It was a pity her sister was currently obsessed with fishing. If her sister were here too, she would definitely be extremely happy.

After all, being able to lull Su Bai to sleep in comfort was also a part of the "competition" among his confidantes.

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