"Yo, Xiaoluo, your cooking tastes pretty good, did the old man teach you?"
Shi Yun took a sip of the fish soup, but for some reason looked a bit distracted. Although she asked, she always felt that Old Li couldn't make this taste.
It seemed more like... something she made herself.
"Yeah, my apprentice, of course, it tastes good."
Before Luo Men could answer, the old man beside him proudly said, "How about it? Does it have eighty percent of my strength?"
Shi Yun paused for a moment, then replied with a smile, "It's much better than some lazy guys, this is called 'the student surpasses the master.'"
Old Li wasn't pleased, "What are you talking about? This kid still has a long way to go! Just eat, it'll keep your mouth shut."
Shi Yun rolled her eyes at him, turned her head, and gave a piece of tofu to Luo Men, "Ignore him, you're already great, much better than him, come on, eat more."
"Thank you, Shimu."
