Several days had passed since Amira became a member of the Karasebed Ducal House.

In just those few days Amira had completely settled into the ducal household.

The servants were also overjoyed at the adorable new member of the family.

As for Li, she had returned home today after studying together with the members of the Rosenkreuz of the Rose Maiden Cross.

At that moment one of the maids spoke to her.

“We have found what you were looking for.”

Li tilted her head.

‘What was I looking for again?’ she wondered.

“We found something called rice.”

“Oh!”

Li clapped her hands together.

Rice.

She remembered now.

After the matter involving the Queen she had thought she might try searching for it.

So she had asked the ducal household cooks and the maids about it.

But none of them had known.

To think they had actually gone and found it.

“Thank you! Is it in the kitchen?”

Li hurried toward the kitchen.

There she spotted a familiar apprentice cook.

“Lady Li! Welcome back.”

He greeted her, but Li immediately asked about the rice.

“Oh yes! I know about it. It was delivered and placed in the kitchen ingredient storage.”

“I’ll guide you there,” the apprentice cook said as he walked ahead.

“It’s this!”

Inside a hemp sack was a large quantity of rice.

There was no doubt about it.

However it was not the familiar short-grain variety.

It was the long-grain type.

Long-grain rice.

Li remembered something.

There had once been a rice shortage caused by an unusually cold summer.

During that time long-grain rice had been sold in supermarkets.

However in her previous life it had not been very popular.

The reason was simple.

It could not be cooked the same way as short-grain rice.

Yet when viewed globally long-grain rice had probably been produced far more than short-grain rice.

It was a staple food eaten across wide regions, particularly throughout Asia.

Incidentally the reason it had a poor reputation in Li’s previous life was simply because people did not know how to cook it properly.

Cooking long-grain rice in a household rice cooker did not produce good results.

That was because the starch composition was different.

Therefore the usual cooking method would not work.

That was why it did not sell well.

And Li had happily bought the discounted rice when it was being sold cheaply.

She reached into the hemp sack and scooped up some grains.

It was exactly the kind of long-grain rice she remembered seeing in her previous life.

When she smelled it there was even a distinctive coconut-like fragrance.

‘This is very good rice,’ Li thought.

Since she had obtained it she absolutely had to cook something.

Li made a firm vow.

She had no idea who she was vowing to.

The next question was what to make.

Li thought carefully.

The dish she used to eat often was fried rice.

But making fried rice here would be rather unoriginal.

So she decided to cook something she personally thought was delicious.

Hainanese chicken rice, a famous Asian-style seasoned rice dish.

In fact Li had attempted to make it several times before.

When she was married she had even served it as one of her specialty dishes.

The result was that her partner had not even touched the chopsticks.

Still Hainanese chicken rice was delicious.

Especially since the local free-range chickens in this world were very tasty.

If she used a whole chicken it would definitely turn out delicious.

Thinking that, Li decided she would make Hainanese chicken rice.