"My dish doesn't glow, I didn't add any fluorescent agents." Chen Mo retorted unhappily.
The intense, focused concentration is hard to maintain for long, and after making a dish, he surprisingly felt a bit tired. This fatigue didn't stem from physical exhaustion but rather from a lack of mental energy.
But fortunately, everything was [perfect]!
Du Qiming held up the Mapo Tofu, changed the angle and looked again, "No, it really is glowing."
The tofu indeed looked somewhat magical. Originally white and tender, after roasting, it lost external moisture and reabsorbed the thick sauce, making the edges appear somewhat translucent.
Plus, with a layer of translucent thick sauce on the outside, under the streetlights' illumination, it reflected light. This caused Du Qiming to feel like this thing faintly glowed no matter what angle he looked at it from.
Instead of explaining this, Chen Mo asked, "You ten people, want one serving each first?"
