Hua Xiaomai seemed rather indifferent as she uncovered the white porcelain bowl, revealing a soup inside that resembled clouds at sunrise.
The hibiscus petals were brilliantly red, the tofu snow-white. Without any added seasonings, not even a speck of oil to be seen, the broth was crystal clear. With a gentle sway, it rippled outward, mirroring the scenery of Huayin Pond somewhat.
"The rule is to taste two dishes, you should still try it."
She served out five small bowls and handed them to the judges, smiling as she said, "Yellow Lip Jelly and dragon dishes might seem light, but their flavor is quite strong and lingers in the mouth for a long time. Instead of using tea to wash it away, why not try a sip of my Snow Cloud Soup—I know the second dish isn't highly regarded, but at least let it be of some use, don't you think?"
Old Man Xue went with the flow and truly took a small sip from the bowl, praising, "Indeed very sweet and pleasant."
