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Shi Qian felt that Fu Sinian would definitely not eat such greasy food!

"Thank you, Mom." Fu Sinian took the bowl and thanked her softly. Then, under Shi Qiuran's expectant gaze, he tasted a piece of braised pork.

The fragrance of the meat was very strong. It was fragrant and there was almost no greasy feeling of the fat. There was only an indescribable fragrance!

"It's delicious." He nodded.

"Try a mouthful of rice. It tastes good mixed together."

Fu Sinian obediently tried it.

Every grain of rice was wrapped in a thick sauce fragrance and had the fragrance of braised pork. The rice soaked in the soup was even softer. His taste buds seemed to have tantalized.

"Delicious too." He nodded again.

"Qian Qian loves my braised pork the most, especially this soup mixed with rice. She can eat three bowls!"

Shi Qian was speechless.