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Tiqie Mansion, kitchen.
The spare professional kitchen was like a sealed chamber, fully equipped with freezers, ovens, and other appliances. The kitchen tools were neatly arranged and impeccably clean, indicating regular maintenance by the servants.
Xia Yu closed the door and glanced at the automatic central air conditioning above; without careful observation, one might mistake it for an ordinary exhaust vent.
Knock, knock.
Someone knocked on the door. Niho Fuyuka left and then returned, "Do you need any ingredients? You can tell me, and I will have the servants get them for you from the ingredient warehouse."
"Not for now."
Xia Yu replied, listening as the footsteps faded away, and then leisurely sat down on a chair, communicating with the Chef God Space.
Borrowing the kitchen was merely an excuse. He just wanted a moment alone to study the new recipe he had recently mastered, itching to practice his skills.
