"...after the soup has boiled for ten minutes, we can add the scallions, ginger, and garlic that we chopped in advance."
A pair of dexterous hands held a bowl, gently adding the ingredients into the pot. While speaking, his tone was so soft and cloying it seemed as if each word was laden with ten pounds of sugar.
"Remember to add the chili peppers last, then cover the pot. As I relax and listen to a song, feeling the aroma slowly spreading, my restless spirit finds peace and settles in the kitchen."
The silhouette with its back to the camera reached out and placed the needle on the record player. A melodious song then began to play from the confines of the narrow kitchen, complementing the gentle smile of the young chef as if it were some new idol show, eliciting screams from who knows how many teenage viewers.
Finally, as the soup pot tilted, a line of golden light emerged from the bowl, its dazzling brilliance illuminating every pair of incredulous eyes in front of the screen.
