Mag switched on the stove, then turned to Firis with a smile, and said, "I don't have a habit of speaking while I cook, as I feel that's disrespectful to the ingredients, so you'll have to watch and learn as much as you can."
Firis immediately nodded with an earnest look on her face.
Thus, Mag didn't say anything further as he ladled some oil into the pan, allowing it to heat up before adding the spices. All types of ingredients were then added in an extremely well-rehearsed sequence, and watching Mag cook was like witnessing a graceful dance as he controlled the pan and spatula in an expert manner.
Firis looked on from the side, completely entranced by what she saw. Her cooking style ensured that each and every step was completed to perfection, thereby ensuring the consistency of the flavor of her dishes. However, as a result of this, her cooking was rather wooden and robotic.
