Before the night has faded, the kitchen fire is already burning. The head cook crouches by the stove, feeding it firewood and kindling the flames, while teaching his young apprentice to work the bellows, heat water, and knead dough for breakfast. Working together, they watch the large pot slowly release clouds of white steam as the kitchen gradually grows warm. Before dawn has fully broken, the first batches of hot food are carried out to the long street. Early-rising neighbors enjoy steaming porridge and warm buns, filling themselves with comforting heat. The master teaches her that the fire must be gentle, the firewood properly arranged, and the dough given time to rise. From fumbling through every task to working smoothly and confidently, the young girl gradually finds her rhythm. This story reminds us that good days begin with the morning stove fire: with hard work, patience, and attentive care, even an ordinary breakfast can warm an entire street.