Not Li San

"Thank you, I'm fine. I want to ask you, did you learn your fiery-red Double Crispy Rice from Li San?"

"That's right, what's the matter? Have you eaten, Miss?"

"I have, almost the same as your master."

"My lady, Muse, you're too kind. My master is still far from this level, but I will try my best!"

"What's your name?"

"My name is Li Xiuyuan."

"Li Xiuyuan? I'll remember you, Li Xiuyuan. You and your master shouldn't have been in contact for a long time, right? "

"It's been a few years. I haven't seen him since I was fifteen."

"Then right now, you …"

"I'm eighteen next month!"

"To be able to cook such a good dish at such a young age, you're truly amazing. Right, are you going to participate in the Kitchen King's Hegemonical Competition?"

"Xiu Yuan has been lucky enough to nominate me for the Kitchen King Tournament. I'll definitely be there. Does young lady even know how to cook?"