Even with boundless motivation supporting him, after handling over a dozen barbecue delivery orders in one night, Fu Yu felt a bit numb in his legs and a bit sore in his arms.
Fortunately, although he felt tired, the gains were considerable.
Not only had he moved one step closer to completing his task, but during the evening's grilling process, he also realized many issues he had never thought of before.
He returned to his dormitory with a tired body.
When he opened the door, Fu Yu paused; anyway, there was no correlation between the time in the teaching practice class and reality, so he might as well start learning early.
He pulled up the task panel and chose to take out the key.
When the door opened again, the scene before him changed immediately.
It was the familiar Qianlima kitchen, and still his own counter.
However, the original counter had become extraordinarily large, with various seasonings placed upon it, as well as all the kitchenware needed for creating sauces.
