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... l, Qiao Duo’er went to Sun Erhu’s home to pick a handful of green onions, finely chopped them, and added some salt before setting them aside in the bowl.

Once the pastry cooled down and the dough had risen, she added some baking soda, kneaded it again, rolled out the dough into a thin layer, then poured the flaky pastry on top, spreading it evenly with a small brush.

She then rolled up the dough and cut it into evenly sized pieces.

Next, she wrapped the green onions into ...

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