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... taste of truly excellent ingredients must have different depth of flavours.
Just like the stewed onions that Xu Le made. If it was an ordinary dish, the taste would be quite normal.
However, right now, after Cai Lan put the stewed onion in his mouth, there were three different flavors presented to him. They were all fragrance of onions, yet they were all different.
The smell of the third flavour gradually subsided.
Then another taste came.
Cai Lan’s eyes ...
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