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Jiang Feng had concocted at least twenty different types of sauces just in the afternoon.
Everyone has different tastes, similar but never identical, so Sun Guanyun only let Jiang Feng prepare three sauces, which meant he had to choose the types very carefully.
While cooking in the kitchen, Jiang Feng was distracted, with his mind filled with the sauces he had mixed that afternoon.
Soy sauce, salt, MSG, vinegar, garlic paste, chili, sesame oil, chili oil, Sichuan pepper oil, and a host of other seasonings were spinning in his head, as if he had a virtual kitchen in his brain with small dishes lined up—two spoonfuls of soy sauce here, a spoonful of vinegar there, and a couple of drops of sesame oil in another.
Jiang Feng was mentally matching sauces while stir-frying vegetables, multitasking to the extreme, and then he almost had a disaster.
Wu Minqi grabbed Jiang Feng's hand that was about to scoop up some salt: "You've already added salt."
