"Let me do it—"
Xia Yu took a deep breath as he raised his right hand.
At that moment, the wide noodles filled with stuffing, much like a handful of thin white braids, were grasped in his hand.
"It's not just 'Bursting Flame'!"
His mind flooded with culinary technique information.
And his body, through day and night training, had memorized these culinary skills.
With a single thought, his body coordinated perfectly with his brain, the error rate was virtually nil, and there would no longer be a tiny black spot to ruin the uniformity of the cooking temperature.
"'Heavenly Hero Bursting Flame River'!"
He kicked out.
Thud!
The clay pot before his heel flew up toward the man-made pond of fire, and with a loud bang, the pot shattered, releasing all the remaining animal fat fuel, causing the sea of fire to boom and expand dramatically!
The hand holding the clustered noodles weighed slightly.
He estimated in his heart.
