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... dy-stretching Pill; the latter came with instructions, while this had none whatsoever.
Su Ming paused, blinking thoughtfully, before deciding not to dwell on it any longer.
He swung his sickle, harvesting a large swath of fennel, then carried it over to a nearby faucet for a thorough rinse.
In the kitchen, he blanched the fennel in boiling water, chopped it into bite-sized pieces, and wrung out the excess moisture.
Next, he found a piece of pork in the kitchen. ...
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