Chen Mo directed the two brothers to help temporarily move all the ingredients to one side of the food truck.
"Boss, the weather's so hot, the pork belly will start to smell if left out for a while."
"No worries." Chen Mo picked out what he needed right away from the ingredients. "You guys go ahead and piece together those workstations and the gas stoves."
Meanwhile, Chen Mo himself carried a large slab of pork belly back to the food truck, and with a swift motion, he dropped it onto the cutting board. The Black Blade sliced through the middle of the meat, halting right at the pig skin.
Grabbing the pig skin with one hand, he lowered the Black Blade and pulled hard along the skin, separating it completely.
"It'd be a waste to just throw this away." Staring at the white pig skin, Chen Mo couldn't bring himself to discard it.
