Firis flushed under Mag's stare, but she was also over the moon.
She had searched for the critical point that Mag had told her the whole afternoon. After countless trials and errors, she had finally understood the characteristics of those spices more deeply and found the critical point this time.
It was a very strange feeling. She had stopped stirring the sauce when a voice suddenly sounded in her head, telling her to stop.
"Congratulations! You have mastered the mixing of barbecue-flavored sauce. I'll teach you the other two sauces next time. Now let me show you how to grill kebabs." Mag got up and went to the kitchen. Firis smiled excitedly and hastily followed after.
Grilling kebabs was easier said than done. Firis had so much to learn; how to control the fire, how to turn the kebabs to cook them evenly, when to brush the sauce, and how to tell when they were cooked to perfection. These skills could only be obtained through a large amount of practice.