Noon.
Liang Qu woke up and practiced his martial arts after noon.
Long Yao and Long Li each carried several large jars into the courtyard from outside, followed by several short and greasy little otters.
"Where did you all go? I haven't seen you all morning."
Liang Qu reversed the Fubo in his hands.
"We just walked around the streets and bought some glaze bottles!"
Long Yao held up a transparent glass bottle in her hand.
The little otters raised the pork wrapped in oil paper that they were hugging.
Liang Qu patted the otters on the head, "For catching fireflies?"
"Yes!" Long Yao added, "We'll take them back to Chen Xiu."
Long Li nodded: "The fireflies behind Linggu Temple's mountain are so big, as large as a pinky fingertip, and completely different from those in Pingyang Prefecture. We'll give one jar as a gift and release two jars, maybe then we can have them in our garden's pond too!"
