With the help of Mrs. Qian, Jiang Feng quickly finished prepping each ingredient, chopping what needed to be chopped, marinating what needed to be marinated—the cooking station was neatly organized with clearly arranged chicken, duck, pork, and fish.
It was not until after he had blanched the diced Wuhua pork that he suddenly realized he had apparently forgotten something.
Right, Zhang Guanghang!
In just the past hour, Jiang Feng had witnessed Jiang Shoucheng break a wooden stick with his bare hands, dealt with a husband who got scissors stuck in his chest after arguing with his wife and was sent to the emergency room, was sweet-talked by Jiang Shoucheng himself into cooking in the canteen with just a few words, received a side quest from the system, and experienced Mrs. Qian's heartfelt expression.
