[ He commits each of those ingredients to memory. Bread, egg, mayonnaise, mustard, salt, pepper, and parsley: seven components in sum. ]

I see. That is quite fortunate then.

[ There's a small pause, as though Yi Sang isn't sure whether this is the appropriate time and place for his next line of thought. Eventually, he decides to raise his comment anyways. Wanderer doesn't seem the sort to feel particularly distressed by unusual occurrences around the City. ]

It is an efficient recipe, which has become increasingly valuable as the City's supplies appear to be dwindling.