The local cuisine in Fu'an County leaned sweet. The cooks liked to add a dash of sugar to every dish they made.
After several days of this, Hua Manman was starting to find it unbearable.
She said to Prince Zhao.
"I'm heading out for a bit."
Li Ji was reading a secret letter from an unknown source. Hearing her, he glanced up.
"Where are you going?"
Hua Manman: "I'm going to the kitchen to grill some fish and meat."
Li Ji: "Didn't you just have dinner?"
Hua Manman chuckled.
"Ah, this is something you wouldn't understand. We have a rule in the world of foodies—
It's recommended to eat until you're seventy percent full, leaving the other thirty percent for barbecue.
And I'm about to fill that remaining thirty percent with barbecue."
Li Ji sneered. "Go on and eat your heart out. Once you've eaten yourself into a little fatty, this prince will double your martial arts lessons."
Hua Manman: "..."
'You're the worst!'
