" woah, woah, woah... try chopping like this. yeah, that's it. you won't chop off your hand this way. " ( from Yoonbok to Jongsuk )
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For the last few months, his diet had consisted of salads, takeout, and instant ramen. He could actually make tasty food; there were even a couple of recipes he knew how to execute flawlessly, although, they didn't require high skill to prepare. He lived most of his life with his mother, she was persistent and managed to teach him some basic plates, but she was just a self-taught cook, she didn't have any technique to share with him.
"Chop off my hand? A finger or a few fingers, but my whole hand is a big statement." Jongsuk laughed. His eyes focused on the knife and the hand that held the carrots to cut them into small cubes as instructed. Maybe stirring the food would have been a suitable task, he thought. No, he wouldn't learn anything if he kept avoiding it. Yoonbok might have exaggerated the situation, but he had a good point, he was placing his fingers incorrectly, also, the method he showed him was easier to perform. "I promise we won't have to visit the hospital before trying the dish," he said while laughing.