âThe origin of mooncakes has many legends, among which the most widely spread one is from the time of the Ming Dynasty when Zhu Yuanzhang rebelled against the Yuan Dynasty. But personally, I think the person who invented mooncakes must have been a food lover, always looking at the moon and thinking, âIt looks like a piece of cakeâ¦ââ
In front of a stall, Chu Ge was introducing mooncakes to Qiu Wuji. She found Chu Geâs personal analysis quite reasonable.
Just like how Qiu Wuji saw white clouds and thought, âThey look like cotton candyâ¦â
Ancient people were like this. She was convinced!
âBut these mooncakes are so small, and they donât really resemble the moon,â Qiu Wuji leaned forward to look at the various mooncakes on the stall, feeling dissatisfied.
Mainly, she saw the prices. Why were they so expensive? Such a small piece of cake, and a box only had four of them, selling for 298 yuan. Were they made of gold? And they didnât look like the moon, so small and thick!
âYou also donât like these fancy gift box mooncakes?â Chu Ge was happy to find another similarity between them as a couple. âI donât like them either! Come, letâs look at these traditional mooncakes!â
The so-called traditional mooncakes were flat and round, really resembling the moon. They used to be only a few yuan each, and when Chu Ge was a child, they were just a few cents. He loved eating them, but who knows why they went out of fashion? Instead, the expensive ones that didnât taste good became popular.
Qiu Wuji even saw some really large ones, about one to two feet in diameter, like a giant pancake!
âI want that one, I want that one!â Qiu Wuji happily pointed at the foot-long pancake. âThatâs the moon, letâs eat this tonight!â
Chu Geâs face turned dark. âWe canât finish it.â
âWhy not? We can share it between the two of us.â Qiu Wuji gestured, thinking she could eat it all.
âBecause it will become too overwhelming to eat. When you eat too much, youâll feel sick and wonât be able to continue⦠This pancake is so big that most people buy it to share with a large family or for a group of people during company outings, where everyone gets a pieceâ¦â
âIs it sweet?â
âYes, this type of traditional cake is made with white sugar, sesame, and lard⦠Itâs delicious if you eat a small amount. Here, try a small pieceâ¦â
Qiu Wuji tasted a small piece, and her eyes crescented with delight. âItâs much tastier than that thing called pizza, which is basically just a flatbread! This one costs a few yuan, while that one costs dozens of yuan.â
Chu Ge ruffled her hair.
Qiu Wuji said, âThatâs why I still want that moon-shaped one!â
Chu Ge couldnât help but ask, âDo girls have an innate preference for big thingsâ¦â
Qiu Wuji glanced at him askew. âSome things are cute when theyâre big, while others are adorable when theyâre small. I find you cuter.â
Chu Ge: â???â
The two of them were having a lively discussion in front of the mooncake stall. The stall owner watched with a smiling face, finding this couple in Hanfu attire both beautiful and amusing.
In the end, Qiu Wuji carried a large piece of moon-shaped cake and leisurely left the stall.
This would be their dinner for tonight. Cultivators must devour the sun and moon!
In the world of books, she would eventually pluck that smiling moon from the sky and take a bite.
Chu Ge helplessly followed beside her. âSo, where should we go to eat?â
âTo the park,â Qiu Wuji had already planned it out. âLetâs go to the riverside, where the moon first meets the river, and the river first reflects the moon.â
âI was ready to treat you to a fancy meal, and here you are, going to the park just for a cake.â
âIndeed, thatâs the plan!â
âYes, yes. A pair of immortal sword-wielding man and woman, standing by the river, one in the sky, one in the water, hand in hand, taking a biteâ¦â Qiu Wuji imagined that scene and couldnât help but laugh. âThat would be so nice!â
Chu Ge also found it amusing, so they quickly headed to the riverside park where they had previously rowed a boat.
But when they arrived, they were dumbfounded. The place was packed with people, and the ambiance they were seeking was completely lost in the crowd.
However, there were many vendors selling various kinds of food. Chu Ge hid the large cake in his personal space and went to buy two cotton candies, handing one to Qiu Wuji.
Qiu Wuji licked the cotton candy and looked at the crowded and lively crowd, sighing, âSo, this is what a holiday looks like⦠I thought the Mid-Autumn Festival was about gathering with family at home. Why is everyone out here?â
âGoing out to have fun is also a form of gathering, just like you and me right now.â Chu Ge held her hand and strolled along, eating as they went.
JiÄnbing guÇzi (pan-fried pancake with various fillings), takoyaki, teppanyaki squidâ¦
By the time they reached the riverside, both of them realized they were already full.
The large mooncake lying in the personal space: ââ¦â
Qiu Wuji had oil smeared all over her mouth and began to regret buying the large cake. How could she forget that this worldâs night markets have so much delicious food? And everything tastes so good!
But what she regretted even more was coming to the riverside. It was packed with people everywhere. To lean on the railing by the river, they would have to squeeze in. Some people were taking selfies, others were taking photographs, children were crying, parents were consolingâ¦
Who can appreciate the moon on the riverbank when there are so many people? It seemed like they were just surrounded by a crowd.
They exchanged a glance, their hearts connected. âLetâs change the location, not in the park.â
Both of them were cultivators, so they didnât mind going to places where others might not venture.
Following the river, they ventured out of the city, and soon they reached a desolate riverbank that others would not come to. Compared to the bustling crowd they had just left behind, it was dark and quiet, with a touch of eeriness. The bank was scattered with rocks and wild grass, as well as various litter left behind by daytime visitors. There was also an angler sitting here, seemingly indifferent to the passing couple.
As they walked further, it became more desolate. The angler was no longer there, and the litter was gone too.
The rocks became more chaotic, with each step feeling uneven, but the river water became clearer, reflecting a round moon.
The surroundings grew more eerie. There were no streetlights here, only heavy shadows that seemed unsettling.
Chu Ge swatted a flying insect with a âsmackâ and turned to smile. âDoesnât it feel like weâre two ancient people trekking along the riverside now?â
Qiu Wuji pulled out another cotton candy from Chu Geâs personal space and said, âAfter I finish eating this, then weâll resemble them.â
Chu Ge chuckled. âWith bugs buzzing around, weeds scratching our legs, and dirt and annoyance everywhere. The so-called search for ambiance can also be called a case of being overly poetic, seeking trouble for oneself, and thereâs no cure for it.â
âThatâs how it was in ancient times. We have to get used to it if we want to experience the past,â Qiu Wuji casually remarked without waiting for Chu Geâs response. Suddenly, she extended her finger and flicked it.
The chaotic insects suddenly vanished, and the air became fresh and pleasant.
âAn expulsion technique, one of the simplest Daoist arts,â Qiu Wuji said as she pointed at the scattered rocks by the riverside. The dirty and messy stones quickly became clean and smooth. âA cleansing technique, also one of the simplest Daoist arts.â
She turned to look at Chu Ge, playfully smiling. âNot only are we ancient people, but we are also cultivators.â
Chu Ge sat down on a relatively flat stone, quite content. He stretched and yawned lazily. âYou know, when it comes to the ancient peopleâs fantasies about immortals, aside from longevity and power, the main thing they desired was to be lazy. Ah, if there were immortal techniques that could clean the house for me or instantly transport me to the neighboring county to have a drink with someoneâ¦â
Qiu Wuji pondered for a moment and surprisingly agreed. âThe mortalâs fantasies about immortality are fundamentally about being lazy⦠just like your modern technology, everything is geared towards convenience.â
She sat down next to Chu Ge on the stone, continuing to enjoy the last bit of her cotton candy. Muttering to herself, she said, âRegardless of how you fantasize, for me, my immortality techniques are real!â
Chu Ge reached out and embraced her shoulder.
Qiu Wuji didnât refuse. Instead, she leaned against his shoulder, following his lead. The two of them fell into a moment of silence, the âancient people,â quietly gazing at the moon reflected in the water.
âIn the present, we no longer see the moon as ancient people did, but the moon that once shone on ancient people,â Qiu Wuji mused. âThroughout the ages, it remains unchanged. Guess how many moonlit vows it has witnessed, only to be discarded like worn-out shoes in the end?â
âHey!â Chu Ge interjected. âSo, youâre trying to play with me and then not take responsibility, huh?â
Qiu Wuji opened her mouth to respond but suddenly burst into laughter. âAccording to your choice of words, is this what they call a counterattack?â
âThis is the counterattack.â Chu Ge suddenly turned his head and kissed her deeply on the lips. âAfter eating so much cotton candy, you didnât leave me any, so Iâll help myselfâ¦â
Qiu Wuji quietly allowed him to kiss her. In this serene moonlit countryside, she couldnât help but feel a flutter of emotions herself and unconsciously wanted to draw closer to him.
Speaking of moonlit vows, it was initially a thought about whether this guy would do something and then pull up his pants and say something genericâ¦
But he counterattacked instead.
Qiu Wuji didnât continue with that question and simply enjoyed his kiss, quietly gazing at the moon in the sky.
This was her first time, in countless ages, celebrating a reunion under the full moon.
It was the Mid-Autumn Festivalâ¦