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... the color of the soup in the pot gradually change from transparent to milky white.
The air in the kitchen slowly filled with the aroma of the fish soup.
Zhang Manhua caught a whiff of this aroma from the living room, walked into the kitchen, and found her daughter dazedly standing in one spot. She laughed and said, “You lass, don’t you usually hate cooking? Why do you insist on cooking this yourself, then?”
This soup was not easy to make as it required cleaning the fish and pre ...
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