The flat, oval dough discs puffed up right before their eyes, swelling like balloons.
Lin Chen moved the pan off the fire and lifted the lid. Billows of steam rose up, carrying an ever-richer aroma of wheat.
The moment the lid was off, the puffed-up dough quickly deflated, becoming even more wrinkled and crumpled than before.
Andre stared at the four lumps of 'bread,' frowning in thought for a moment before something suddenly clicked.
"Pita bread?"
"Bingo!"
Lin Chen snapped his fingers and grinned. "You finally got one right. When you don't have any yeast but want to make something with a texture like a hamburger bun, pita bread is definitely the best option."
He grabbed a piece of pita, poked the tip of his knife in sideways, and made a gentle slice. He didn't need to cut it all the way through. As soon as he opened a slit on the edge, the whole thing naturally separated into two halves.
