Time rewinds to ten minutes ago.
"Reduce the salt by one-third, cut the amount of green onions in half, garlic... well, peeled a whole extra clove, as for the diced mushrooms, fine, follow his advice and just put in a few cloves..."
Liu Ying stood on a stool, only then could she see the large cast-iron pot on the stove at eye level.
The pot was covered, and the simmering of the rich broth was nearing completion.
Liu Lan and her son Liu Jing watched from a bit farther away.
As for Liu Feng, he kept wiping his sweat, occasionally looking at his enigmatic younger sister, trying to find a good moment to tell her about the origins of Demon King Xia.
"Done!"
Liu Ying suddenly said, her voice clear and crisp, as she raised the pot lid without hesitation.
Whoosh—
White mist surged out, enveloping the little girl on the stool in a cloud.
A moment later, two bowls of ramen with identical seasonings, ingredients, and shockingly consistent portions were set on the dining table.
