Smoke rose to the ceiling, seemingly trying to find its way out. Then it saw its hope, moving towards the chimney where it was swallowed whole. The sound of sizzling echoed, and the trio—Gail, Filly, and the chef Temor—watched the pan with refined coconut oil and the chicken leg on top.
Temor sniffed and his eyes widened. This… there's no burnt smell? He sniffed again and gulped unknowingly. He observed the meat closely and noticed juices seeping out from the part where it was currently cooking. The pale chicken leg also became a bit red. Compared to when he normally cooks, there's no liquid of this sort and the meat doesn't become rosy like this one.
Temor had already tried this method of cooking his dishes, but he hadn't achieved this kind of effect. He glanced at Filly and noticed she was already drooling. Even he was having a hard time resisting such food. However, he had to hold on.
