I Became A Mecha Knight With A System

Chapter 38: Terrible things are happening

"I'm just hyperventilating."

Chima chuckled. "Ah don't mind me, we don't have air conditioning systems yet. I was only able to rent the equipment for baking." He rubbed his gloved palms together.

"You're sure you're okay, brother?" Amir said and I nodded.

"Yeah, nothing to it." I worked my jaw and Chima picked up interest in his cooking and began to mix the flour and the likes for the pastry. He asked me to dice the Irish potatoes and the vegetables. He didn't get the minced meat so we had to grind them ourselves. Amir stir fried the minced meat and sliced onions, then sprinkled seasoning into the pan frying for like ten minutes. He blinked. "It stings." He held a tablespoon to Chima who had a taste of the pie. Grace paint-brushed the oil on top of the tray. I cringed at the phonecalls but I was caught between painting the edges of the small sized dough on the tray with eggs while Amir speedily used a ladle to pour sizeable portions of golden meat sauce into small sized circles of d