Nian Shutong added oil to the pan again, this time only a small amount. Once the oil was hot, sliced tomatoes were tossed in with a sizzle, clashing violently with the hot oil.
Nian Shutong, holding a spatula, became even more skilled in her movements, stir-frying until the tomatoes were soft and mushy.
A tangy and sweet aroma wafted into their nostrils, making their already hungry stomachs twitch even more.
Nian Shutong quickened her pace, her scrambled eggs poured into the tomatoes like scattering blossoms.
The sizzling sound resumed, and soon, Nian Shutong began to add salt.
"Time to eat."
Nian Shutong dished out the red and yellow tomatoes into a bowl, scooping out all the sauce with a spoon.
Fu Yunhe's hands and feet swiftly arranged the bowls and chopsticks. When Nian Shutong brought over the food, he ran back to turn off the fire and filled the pot with water.
It would be easier to clean this way.
This was his takeaway from the past two days.
"Let's eat."
