Chapter 20: Suddenly Wanting to Take Out a Lighter and Diesel Halfway Through Writing
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"Take this out," He Fang said, placing the plated smashed cucumber on the side.
"This one too."
The garlic scapes stir-fried with black fungus in the pot were also done.
"Here, take the dishes out."
The fragrance of the vegetarian shredded dish filled the whole kitchen.
With each dish that came out of the pot, Qin Guanglin seized the moment to wash three sets of bowls and chopsticks, setting them on the table. He also brought out the rice and then returned to the kitchen to wait for He Fang to finish the last dish.
He Fang placed the pickled fish into a large bowl and sprinkled a few Sichuan peppercorns. Just as Qin Guanglin was about to take it away, she stopped him and poured a little hot oil from the pan over it.
"Sizzle!"
The aroma intensified.
Only then did Qin Guanglin carry it to the living room table. Seeing that He Fang hadn't come out yet, he grabbed a bowl to serve rice to several people.