At 7 a.m., Lin Baici got up, went to the basement gym to lift weights, and after exercising for an hour, he went to the restaurant to eat.
Now when he eats, it's not to fill his stomach or replenish energy, but purely for the enjoyment of taste.
Wang Fang's cooking skills are excellent, even with simple breakfast, she can bring out the flavor of the ingredients themselves.
After being grilled, the oily pancake, one bite down, presents a fragrance mixed with oil and flour.
Lin Baici savored it, as if he could see the wheat lying in the field through a winter, then bathed by the spring breeze and summer sun, finally harvested during a festive season.
The plump grains of wheat, infused with the scent of earth and sunshine, are ground into flour, and through Wang Fang's hands, this aroma is brought out.
"Yitong is so lucky to have eaten your cooking for so many years!"
Lin Baici praised.
"Not really eaten that much!"
