In the kitchen, Jiang Feng was working on a fish head.
Chopped pepper fish head isn't overly difficult in terms of knife skills, but it has its intricacies with seasoning and fire control. The hardest part comes last, just before serving—dousing it with a spoonful of hot oil—at least, that's how Jiang Weiming's version goes.
The days of grinding for proficiency and practicing stock had instilled in Jiang Feng a good habit of focusing when cooking; as long as no one tapped or called him loudly, he would hardly notice anything but the ingredients.
Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo were standing at the doorway watching him.
The old man was long-sighted and also suffered from presbyopia, unable to see things up close without glasses, but he could see objects from a distance very clearly. This way, the two elders could watch from afar without disturbing Jiang Feng and yet see everything in detail.
They had a clear view of Jiang Feng's true form in cooking.