Wuhua Prefecture, located in the western part of southern Xinjiang and close to the West Sea, is also a major port city of the Shengyuan Empire, and is an important transportation base for maritime trade between the Shengyuan Empire and other countries.

Due to the peculiarity of the geographical location, every morning, it is shrouded in fog, regardless of the four seasons of the year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, without exception.

Those who are "foggy" are also condensed by water vapor, and those who are "hua" are prosperous and numerous.

That's why it's called "Fog Wasa".

When that ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds, basking in the golden afterglow, and dispelling the haze of the past, Wuhuazhou began a new day.

At dawn, the harbor was already full of people, the noise was endless, and the street market was gradually taking shape. With a lazy and dull sound from the wooden door that has been precipitated over the years, it is like a blue bead falling to the ground, dripping to different directions one after another. People walked out into the streets, towards the port, towards the fields, the forests, ......

Dozens of miles to the east, the fog has not yet dissipated, and an old farmer drove an ox cart to the farm, the old farmer was dressed in a coat and wore a hat. Even so, the placket of his clothes was inevitably eroded by the mist.

A drop of dew condenses on the surface of the cloth, like inlaid with white jade pearls.

Behind the ox cart sat a sturdy young man, dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a pair of straw sandals hanging on his toes, and at this time his head was covered with a plantain leaf, and the leaf was also wet.

"Uncle Zhang, go to the field so early!" There were constantly pedestrians with baskets on their backs greeting the old farmer on the road.

"Hey, it's not too early, it's not too early!" said the old farmer, smiling, as he greeted them.

"Ahh

"Haha... That's right!" The young man behind him smiled embarrassedly.

After saying hello, the two of them walked forward slowly.

"This kid is really diligent and filial!"

"That's right, go out so early every day, look at how there is a young man like him in the neighborhood who is so diligent!"

"The way of the world has changed, and the hearts of people have also changed!"

......

The group drifted away, and their voices became disjointed.

That young man was Xiang Ji, who had rescued Qing Ming and Lingxi in the suburbs of Qingshan Town, and in order to escape from the pursuit of the Liang family in Tiancheng, he came to Wuhua Prefecture, where he spent his old age with his elderly parents in peace.

There are fewer disputes, and I go out to fish every day, and my life is dull, but I am also satisfied.

"Uncle Zhang, let me go down at the intersection in front!" Xiang Ji turned his head and said to the old farmer who was driving in front of him.

The old farmer heard a voice behind him, and immediately slowly grabbed the reins, and the old scalper in front of him stopped instantly.

"Is this the way it is? isn't it at the intersection ahead?" the old peasant looked puzzled.

"Oh! I want to chop some wooden poles nearby, the original wooden pole made me break yesterday!" Xiang Ji scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"You kid!" the old farmer also smiled on his face, revealing his front teeth that were missing two teeth, "Don't be so desperate, pay attention to safety!"

Xiang Ji nodded again and again, thanked the old farmer, picked up the huge net, watched the old farmer disappear into the depths of the fog, and then walked to the jungle next to him.

The empty mountains are clear and rainy, the jungle is filled with water vapor, the whole jungle is like bathing, and the dripping rain and dew hang on the branches, falling on the body of Xiang Ji from time to time.

Xiang Ji would not worry about the infestation of demon beasts here, after all, this jungle is not big, and it is close to populated land, so it is not suitable for demon beasts to survive.

He found a thick, long sycamore tree, cut it off, put it on his shoulder, hung up his net, and went through the jungle.

When he walked out of the jungle, his vision was broadened, but he saw that the smoke and waves were vast, the blue water lingered, the lake was like a white jade plate, the cold water of the smoke cage was like a fairy mist, and the fishing boats in the field of vision were rippling in the meantime, and the fishermen spread out the big nets, covering the fog in the air together, and there was a world in the nets, including the life of the fishermen and farmers.

It seems simple but not simple, in the troubled times, human life is like a mustard, maybe that day, life will be lost on the road.

Do not seek to be world-famous, but hope for an ordinary life, this is the ideal of the vast majority of people, and it is also the yearning of Xiang Ji.

The reason why an ideal is an ideal is because it is always out of people's reach, and it seems to be within reach, but it is often thousands of miles away.

The lake in front of you is called "Hidden Fog and Hidden Lake", and when it comes to "Hidden Fog and Hidden Lake", not many people must think of it for a while, but when it comes to a famous dish "Hidden Grapefruit Fragrance with Sand Snakehead", everyone in the world knows it.

"The swallow carp in the dust shakes the western cavity, the silver carp in the Phantom Sea sings in Dongguan, if you ask who in the world knows, there is only the hidden Shao sand snakehead", which contains three kinds of fish, the swallow carp in the Xishu Dustless Lake, the silver carp in the Dongzhou Phantom Sea Lake and the sand snakehead in the hidden fog lake in southern Xinjiang.

And the word of mouth of the "yuyu fragrance with sand snakehead" refers to the sand snakehead of the hidden fog and secluded lake, and the swallow carp of the Absolute Dust Lake and the silver carp of the Phantom Sea Lake are known as the "three unique dishes" in the Shengyuan Empire.

A unique dustless lake of swallow carp grows at the highest altitude of the Shengyuan Empire, and is moistened by the ice and snow left by the Yunmeng Mountain Range all year round.

The other is the silver carp of the Phantom Sea Lake, the silver carp only lives at the mouth of the Phantom Sea Lake and the intersection of the Phantom Sea, the Phantom Sea Lake is a freshwater lake, and the Phantom Sea in the east is a sea area, the silver carp is the only fish in the Shengyuan Empire that lives at the intersection of the salty and light. This kind of fish does not need to add other ingredients, only need to be cooked in water, the meat quality will not lose the original taste, and it is "clear water to cook tarpon, salty and light like a fairy!"

The last must is the sand snakehead of the hidden fog and secluded lake, the sand snakehead lives in the hidden fog and secluded lake shrouded in fog for many years, the meat is delicate and delicate like water, like the mist general entrance and melting, with the dark pomelo as a seasoning, the smell is ten miles of fragrance, which makes people difficult to calm down for a long time.

The Hidden Fog Lake is famous for the sand snakehead, and Wuhua Prefecture is also famous for the sand snakehead.

As long as people of insight from all over the world want to taste the hidden fog sand snakehead, they usually gather in Wuhua Prefecture, and only in Wuhua Prefecture can they eat the most authentic taste.

The shape of the hidden fog lake is like a leaf, extending from northwest to southeast, stretching for hundreds of miles, it is located at the bottom of two peaks and valleys, thousands of miles to the north is the location of Dingjian Gate, and three thousand miles to the south is the headquarters of Tiandimen.

The price of the Hidden Fog Snakehead is extremely high, and a mature sand snakehead weighing a few catties can be sold for hundreds of gold coins a catty, so the local residents rush to the Hidden Fog Lake.

Xiang Ji put down the huge net on his shoulder, and pulled a fishing boat on the shore towards the lake, the fishing boat was slightly old, the cracks on the wooden stake showed the traces of time, the heavy hull was as light as a toy in Xiang Ji's hands, and in a few moments, he pulled the boat to the water's edge.

Just then, a panicked cry was heard in the distance.

Xiang Ji looked up, only to see that fishing boats were constantly rowing desperately over the shore in the fog, and the fishermen on the boat were all panicked and shouted loudly.

Due to the distance, Xiang Ji couldn't really hear it, but he knew that something seemed to make the fishermen flee in a hurry.