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... He cut it into countless fillets and marinated a portion with the remaining wild onions and coarse salt in the house.
The pieces of fat in the pottery jar slowly rendered into oil, and he stirred them gently with a self-made wooden spatula.
More and more oil rendered out, and the pieces of fat shriveled into small pork cracklings, a fragrant, toasty aroma spreading through the air.
A nostalgic look appeared in Eric’s eyes.
When he was a child, his maternal grandp ...
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