The two of them walked home, and An Yinan couldn't wait to take a bite of fried liver. She had eaten it in her previous life, but it didn't taste as pure as this one.

"Why don't you use a spoon?" Chen Xun asked.

An Yinan chuckled, "If a Kyoto man were here, he would definitely laugh at you for not being from Kyoto."

After he finished speaking, he imitated the men from Kyoto and said, "How can we men from Kyoto use a spoon to eat fried liver?"

Chen Xun smiled ...