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Faith was the first to follow her nose. "What's that smell? It's amazing!"
Chloe stepped out of the tent too. Honestly, she hadn't been much help today.
She ate when it was time to eat, slept when it was time to sleep.
Connor had been glued to the stove the entire time, not stepping away even for a moment.
From morning till night.
From a crowd to just him.
Chloe couldn't quite put a finger on what she was feeling.
Connor knew she’d challenged him to make Surf and Turf just to mess with him. Yet, he still did it.
He spent nearly twelve hours on it. What was his angle?
The mouthwatering aroma drew everyone out. Soon, a crowd gathered around Connor's stove.
"Connor, this is for everyone to share, right?" Faith said with a playful smile.
Juztin, standing next to her, rolled his eyes. "Connor, there's sea cucumber in there. Aren't you allergic to sea cucumber?"
Chloe looked surprised.
"Faith, weren't you allergic to seafood? You seemed fine after eating so much yesterday."
Faith chimed in, "It's not seafood, just sea cucumber I'm allergic to. I can eat other seafood."
Connor glanced at Faith. "Faith, this does have sea cucumber. Be careful."
But Faith was an unstoppable foodie. She might look slim and tall, but she had a huge appetite.
She never knew Uncle Connor could make Surf and Turf. It felt like something was stuck in her heart.
Juztin exclaimed, "I had authentic Surf and Turf, but it didn't smell this good when it was opened."
Faith was already impatiently looking around. "Where are my utensils, my trusty comrades?"
Kalilah, who had been lying in the tent, also came over, drawn by the smell. Even she, who rarely felt an appetite, was tempted by the delicious aroma.
Chloe wasn’t usually someone who craved food, but Connor had spoiled her taste buds, making her somewhat picky.
Since the pot was too hot to handle, Chloe said, "I'll go get some more banana leaves."
She picked some leaves, swiftly wrapping them around her hands as makeshift insulating gloves. Then she approached the group. "Let me handle this. You guys set up the table."
The crowd dispersed.
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