"You're doing it like that, the fish can easily get over-fried."
"I know." Shen Shuci coughed, but hot oil splattered, what could she do! She couldn't just stand there and let hot oil splash on her.
"Keep going."
Shen Shuci resumed her position as the main cook. For a kitchen novice, everything was handled with care, and Shen Shuci was the same. Under her care, the fish turned over and over and eventually fell apart a bit. She took a small spoon and tasted the soup, finding it bland to her own taste...
But thinking of the stray cats in the community that would disdain it, she always felt there might be something wrong with her taste buds, so she scooped another spoonful of soup, "Mr. Huo, could you taste this for me?"
The man glanced at her, leaned down, and tasted it from the edge of the spoon...
"It's okay."
"Then I'll plate it."
