In the kitchen, the braised pork was simmering over low heat.
As the gurgling sound of bubbles appeared, a rich fragrance wafted into the air.
But Han Zhiming, the cadre in the Zhongshan suit, frowned instead.
Is it his illusion?
Why does he always feel that today's braised pork seems a little worse than last time?
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