It was like making octopus Teppanyaki, the hot plate and octopus touching each other, constantly emitting a "sizzling" sound, then that skilled hand deftly plated the Teppanyaki octopus before finally drawing the curtain closed.
The entire process seemed laid-back and effortless, the hand itself was slender, with delicate fingers that stretched for tens of meters, yet its movements were extremely flexible, whether drawing back the curtain or searing the Teppanyaki, there was an eerie beauty concealed within.
When the curtain was drawn, a light and pleasant music immediately appeared in Li Huazhao's ears, accompanied by the background music inherently associated with this hand, for some reason, an image of a sunny afternoon emerged in Li Huazhao's mind, where a young housewife cheerfully cooked while eagerly anticipating her husband's return, creating a relaxed and yuppie mood.
