Hey, the Yangzhou merchant fleet blundered straight into the "Sweet Weather Maze" today! As the maritime fleet reached the equatorial doldrums, Pei Hongxiu stared at the stagnant compass and shouted, "Huwa! If you don't think of something, our Peace Talisman is going to turn into a clothesline!" Huwa chuckled secretly from behind the mast, his abacus bead dropping into the barometer—he had sewn a ring of moisture-activated, liquid-filled rainbow candy beads into the Dashi Star Brocade, tossing it into the sky where it transformed into sweet clouds that went "glug-glug" and bubbled away. Every cloud grew Huwa's cartoon face, opening its mouth to announce, "Wind's coming up! Quick, lick the lion's tail!"
"Huwa! Bring over the Weather Sweet Talk!" shouted the Protagonist. Huwa immediately stuffed a handful of wind-direction jelly beans into the loom, and the woven star map began to click-clack out a weather forecast: "Southeast wind, force three, with the sweet scent of dates! Northwest wind, force five, carrying a spicy kick of chili!" Master Jin of the Silla scholar delegation licked the Orion, startling his pageboy so badly he nearly kicked an inkstone into the sea. "These stars are more accurate than our compasses!" Huwa put his hands on his hips and laughed, "Weather too stuffy? I call this the Sweet Wind and Cloud-Knowing Technique!" An abacus bead materialized a head-knocking animation: "Actually, it's meteorological sensing sugar crystals plus taste coding!"
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