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"It's burning! It's going to burn!"
Xingping Chuangzhen was dumbfounded as he watched the buffalo consumed by flames.
"The buffalo is on fire entirely. Could it have failed?" Tiqie Helinai bit her thumb, her gaze fraught with anxiety. Does that guy even know what he's doing?
In the tea room, Liangzi Lina also frowned, lowering her voice, "Is he making a beef dish or a pork dish?"
"If it's a beef dish, his handling of the buffalo is way too coarse!" Liangzi Lina sighed.
Tiqie Xianzuowen sat with his arms crossed, his face as composed as an ancient well.
"If tossing a cow into a fire could make a dish, then no one would toil day and night just for the artistry of 'heat control'!" the Far Moon Commander said coolly. "That cow has been burned beyond recognition!"
"Interesting!"
In the kitchen, Dojima Yin hung up the phone and concentrated on the screen.
He had probably decided what dish he wanted to present.
