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After Ray finished cooking dinner, he went upstairs to change his clothes before coming back downstairs. Although there were only three dishes, there were six servings of steak, casually arranged and filling up the whole table. He felt quite accomplished. The six people sat down at the dining table, each with a plate of decent-looking steak in front of them. Ray elegantly placed his napkin on his lap and said, "Let's see how it tastes." Spike couldn't wait and took a bite of the steak, but frowned after just one bite, "So tough, too tough... can't chew..." Ray: "..." Didn't the chef say the cooking time was just right? Why is it so tough? Liam took a taste of the steamed sea bass, "The meat is quite fresh, but too salty." Ray: "..." Didn't the chef say two spoons of sal