The day had been another busy one.

Zhuo Qianqian, satisfied after her evening staff meal, returned to the hotel, while the two brothers collapsed exhausted in the store's dormitory.

Wang Fan, who was a bit younger and physically more resilient than the two, stayed at the store after work to study new dishes.

The two brothers were truly worn out. Apart from continuously skewering, they had to seriously learn what Wang Fan taught them, while Zhuo Qianqian didn't bother to remember any of it. She figured she could just ask Boss Wang if she wanted to eat, so why learn myself? That's why she was just physically tired, while the brothers were dealing with both physical and mental exhaustion. By around 9 o'clock, they were already dead to the world.

Wang Fan brought in some meat fat that had been air-dried for a day from the back of the store.

The fat is the meat connected to the heart protection meat around the pig's heart, a highly popular special grilled meat from the Northeast Region. He planned to do a bit of cultural export here at Taishan Peak.

The fat that had been air-dried for a day was not as greasy as before, with the white film of fat closely adhering to the meat, making the meat chunks appear to shrink by a circle.

With two people sleeping in the back room, Wang Fan didn't bother chopping. After all, using a sharp knife to make precise cuts was not the only way to showcase one's culinary skills. He lightly sliced the meat with a knife, cutting it down effortlessly.

After cutting it into mahjong-sized pieces, he skewered them onto metal skewers, three pieces on two skewers.

The fat was marinated before air-drying. After placing it on the grill, he brushed a layer of oil to lock in moisture and started grilling directly.

"Idle mode, activated."

Wang Fan resumed his busy work again physically, but his mind was far from resting, as he was meticulously absorbing every step of the system's operation.

Though he had self-taught much through recipes, there were many practical issues that couldn't be resolved through recipes alone, only through relentless self-experimentation.

The timing of adding spices had its many intricacies.

The choice of timing and quantity used could only be understood and not easily conveyed verbally.

For example, the recipe said to add a small amount of cumin seeds when a little oil surfaces, but how much is a little? How much is a small amount?

To add a small amount of seasoning when slight oil appears, but how slight is slight, and how small is small?

Without some personal experiments, it simply wouldn't work.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

The fat on the electric grill started to make sounds, with tiny oil bubbles forming on the meat chunks. Wang Fan focused intently, carefully studying every step of the system.

"A small amount means this much cumin..."

"A tiny bit of oil means..."

"Tsk... It's overcooked again by accident."

"Keep going."

While he was happily grilling away, those staying in the hotel and the shop's lingering patrons weren't quite as fortunate.

"Whoa, who's trying to poison me? Who's grilling something so tempting late at night?!"

"I don't even need to open my eyes to know it must be Boss Wang's doing. Providing late-night snacks now, are we?"

"Didn't the place close at 8? It's 11 now; is the meat smell still here, or am I hallucinating?"

"This smell is different from what it was during the day. It doesn't smell like lamb or beef; what kind of meat is this?"

Shen Teng was a bit overwhelmed by the aroma.

Even though he had three small barbecues during the day, Boss Wang's cooking was just too good!

Smelling this aroma made him drool instantly.

He grabbed his phone instantly: "@Boss Wang, are you poisoning me by grilling late at night? How am I supposed to sleep? You have to sell me 30 skewers of this meat you're grilling for me to forgive you!"

He had just sent the message when Cong Fu posted almost simultaneously: "@Boss Wang, please cease your magic. I was planning on catching the sunrise tomorrow morning, and here you are grilling away at midnight. By the way, do you offer home delivery? I'm really getting a bit hungry now."

Zhuo Qianqian, who had already joined the group, jumped in as well: "@Boss Wang, I don't think I ate enough dinner. Is there still meat available if I come over now? Waiting online, it's quite urgent."

Wang Fan was completely engrossed in his grilling research, not even glancing at his phone.

However, Li Wei, having woken up at some point, was holding his phone and curiously watching Wang Fan work.

"@Shen Teng @Zhuo Qianqian @Cong Fu, dear friends, don't @ my master. He's practicing grilling, and has been at it for two and a half hours. I suspect he's sleepwalking, so please don't disturb him!"

"Huh, sleepwalking?"

"Whoa, what's it like to sleepwalk? Live stream, please!"

"He's grilling with his eyes closed, in a room with all the lights off, with just the grill's light, yet he's perfectly measuring out seasonings, muttering about the meat being overcooked or undercooked."

"Whoa, really?"

"He's that good? No wonder everything Boss Wang makes is so delicious; he must be in the zone!"

"Innate Grilled Meat Divine Physique, no explanation needed."

"My phone makes noise when I take pictures, I'm afraid it'll wake my master. I've been holding it in, even when going to the bathroom."

Li Wei tiptoed to another bed, where a soundly sleeping Feng Yuhao was lying, and blocked his mouth and nose. Within moments, Feng Yuhao was awakened.

"What the... ugh ugh..."

Li Wei released his nose but kept his mouth firmly covered, almost getting a kick from the startled Feng Yuhao. Damn, this kid, I always suspected he had designs on me, and now he's planning to make a move tonight?

Li Wei whispered, "Shush, whoa..."

His shushing nearly made his own bladder give way.

"Don't... don't speak..."

Upon hearing this, Feng Haoyu's mind filled with a classic drama line: "Don't speak, kiss me!"

"Ugh ugh..."

Feng Haoyu was truly anxious now. You bastard, even if you're bent, I'm still straight!

He was about to deliver a crotch kick to send Li Xiaowei on his way, but luckily, Li Wei managed to squeeze out the explanation: "Master is sleepwalking out there!"

"Huh?"

Feng Haoyu hesitated, halting his kick.

"Don't yell!"

Li Wei whispered again before releasing the hold on Feng Haoyu.

Feng Haoyu cautiously dressed, joining Li Wei in peeking outside. They observed Wang Fan's busy figure.

Feng Haoyu was utterly amazed, exclaiming, "No wonder Master is so skilled at a young age. Truly admirable."

Wang Fan was completely immersed in controlling the heat. He didn't notice the two, and they didn't dare make any noise, just watching intently.

Before long, the two grew too sleepy to keep their eyes open, drowsily returning to bed.

They only woke up to a crisp, "Dinner's ready."

"Dinner's ready?"

Rubbing their sleepy eyes, Li Wei and Feng Yuhao dressed and walked out, seeing Wang Fan casually grilling and Zhuo Qianqian already indulging in a feast.

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