"Haha."
The old man stroked his beard and laughed as if he were intimately acquainted with her, tapping Hua Xiaomai's face with his finger, "Young lady, you sure are forgetful! Two years ago, we met at Huayin Pond in Provincial City. The 'Mashed Treasures' dish you made had quite the flavor and even won first place in the meat dish category—do you remember now?"
With that reminder, Hua Xiaomai immediately recalled, exclaiming, "You were one of the five gourmet judges at the Eight Treasures Conference! Back then, you said that my Two Treasures Sashimi looked even prettier than the famous Golden and Jade Sashimi!"
If her memory served her right, this old man was indeed one of the judges from the Eight Treasures Conference two years ago, who sat in a pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond. The chefs would bring each dish to him for appraisal. Among the five judges, he was the one who spoke the most, babbling to her for a long time, and thus she retained a vivid impression of him.
