As the live streaming room babbled on, everyone's gaze couldn't help but linger on Ling Miao's next move.
She cut a slit right down the middle of the stacked dough sheets, and her nimble fingers deftly flipped and folded the sliced dough into intricate patterns. The delicate pieces of dough piled up densely, resembling a cluster of closely blooming flowers.
The oil in the pot had long reached the optimal temperature. Ling Miao dropped all the flower-shaped dough pieces right in, and the high heat instantly cooked the pasta through.
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