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The fog this time was exceptionally long-lasting and noisy. Jiang Feng felt that he had stayed inside the room for about 3 or 4 minutes, long enough to grow somewhat impatient and want to reach out to part the fog, but to no avail.
It was very noisy.
Exceptionally familiar noise.
In the fog, Jiang Feng heard many sounds: footsteps, voices, the clashing of objects, and among them, the sound of bowls and dishes colliding was particularly clear, as were the chopping of vegetables and the hissing of stoves, one after another, blending together.
Jiang Feng was certain that he was now in a very large and busy kitchen.
This puzzled Jiang Feng.
In Han Guishan's memories, he had seen the state-owned restaurant where Jiang Weiming worked, which was quite large, but only to the extent of an ordinary state-owned restaurant, not on the scale of a grand restaurant.
