Potato Tales

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    As Gu Ning’an pushed open the heavy, antiquated doors before him, a rich and mellow aroma of wine rushed out to greet him. This scent, carrying the weight of
    years and the craftsmanship of a master, had the depth and complexity of aged liquor, yet retained the clarity and sweetness of a fresh brew. Just one whiff, and a heat seemed to rise from within. “Mr. Gu!” Zheng Hanrui called out. Seeing
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