There Are Countless People Seeking Treasures From Me, Who Do You Think You Are

Bu Fang walked out of the kitchen, stretched his body, and dried his hands. Then, he pulled out a chair to rest for a bit. 

Having stayed in the kitchen all morning, he had finally finished making the dishes that his customers had ordered. It was certainly nice to steal a moment of leisure from the rush of business and take a catnap. 

Mu Lingfeng sat afar, drinking his fish soup while observing Bu Fang emerging from the kitchen. He had been to the store for many days now, and this Owner Bu gave him the impression of maintaining his composure even before an erupting volcano. 

However, Bu Fang's cooking skills were superb, and could easily be considered top-rate among the gourmet delicacies he had tried himself.