His forehead creased tightly together as he surveyed the ingredients before him.
Cooking oil, tenderloin pork, water, marinade, tomato sauce, corn starch, vinegar, sugar, white sesame…
His frown deepened as he concentrated further on the ingredients.
If they were not in the kitchen, he would be mistaken for someone hosting a large-scale meeting.
"Young Master, as per your request, all the ingredients have been gathered." The female chef cautiously watched him inspect the ingredients on the kitchen top.
"Mhm." He acknowledged her statement softly, yet his forehead remained scrunched up.
It was only yesterday that he had learned how to cook this dish… Since Old He told him that it was acceptable, it should be… acceptable, right?
"Then, Mr. Ji, do you have any other instructions?" The female chef cautiously posed this question to the man whose attention was elsewhere.
