Chapter 20 Ying Quhe swept Xi Mi's bangs aside into a center part, and sure enough, her field of vision widened considerably. Under his guidance, trimming the shrimp tails felt like completing a major undertaking — deeply satisfying, a weight lifted. Ying Quhe released her and moved to the prep table to sort the seasonings for her. He snapped the dried chili peppers in half by hand, the sesame-sized white seeds bursting across the plate. In the rough ceramic seasoning dish, the fiery red…