"Heh, heh, heh..."
Heavy panting.
Not only had Lei Zhe, who had just snapped back to reality, widened his eyes, but many onlookers also stared unblinkingly at Lin Chef, who had both hands leaning on the stall.
Those chopsticks, stained with red oil, one had unknowingly fallen to the ground, while the other lay on the countertop.
"It pierced through!"
Lei Zhe whispered this within his heart, reflecting his initial critique of the red oil dumplings.
In reality, from the moment he picked up the dumplings, to when he swallowed and chewed them down, only a few seconds had passed, but Lei Zhe felt as though he had embarked on a life journey through a scorchingly hot desert.
This sensation... is the pursuit known as 'cuisine'!
Put another way, it's as if the chef endowed the dish with a world of gourmet experience that felt palpably real.
Heart of Cooking!
Lei Zhe's heart quivered slightly.
