In the kitchen, amidst a chaos of pots, pans, ladles, and basins scattered across the floor, along with food and medicinal herbs, Song Tianjing's dark circles under his eyes were pronounced; he had not slept for five days, completely engrossed in the "Complete Culinary Compendium," having completely lost track of time.
Of course, this also had to do with his inability to differentiate between dreams and reality.
Song Tianjing opened the window; the morning sunlight, though not too strong, still seemed harsh to his eyes.
"Damn, I was so absorbed in studying the recipes that I nearly forgot there's a Spirit Chef exam today!"
One had to become a Spirit Chef first in order to compete in the Spirit Chef competition—the exam was something he absolutely couldn't miss!
He didn't bother to tidy up the kitchen and dashed straight to the site of the Spirit Chef exam.
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