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Editor: Millman97
The two friends left at around 5 pm. Feng Bujue walked them to the door, and the three bade each other farewell by cursing one another. Feng Bujue slammed the door and cleaned the room cursorily. Then he walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and pulled out some ingredients. With a change to his gaze, he put on the apron, wiped his sleeves, and washed his hands. Two seconds later, he said with a strange excitement, "Hue hue hue… now that the two annoyances have gone, it's time for the long awaited darkness cooking hour…"
He looked at the table of food and his hands moved fast like lightning.
"The seaweed has to be seasoned with alcohol and soy sauce. It will be put in the rice to evoke the freshness. The ratio of rice and fish is one cup of rice to a piece of pickled salmon. The sliced burdock can be paired with hand-torn hen-of-the-wood…" he mumbled as he cooked. Even though his actions were rough, each step was precise and accurate.