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"It's nothing good, just some leftover sweet potatoes from the farmers' market," the man said before picking up his bowl and eating slowly and deliberately.
"Do you really think so? Yu Gang, I've known you for so long, and I've never seen you at a disadvantage. Usually, when you apply for funds, you're so eloquent with the officials, not letting a single thing slide." The woman smiled, but her chopsticks were unapologetically shuttling between the soy-braised pork knuckle and braised pork, she had bought it, after all, and not eating would be a waste. Besides, she wasn't afraid of greasy food.
"Mei Nian, how have I not been at a disadvantage? My loss is because of one person." After the man finished speaking, he put down his chopsticks, leaving more than half of the sweet potatoes in his bowl.
Yu Gang normally didn't like sweet foods, whether sweet fruits, vegetables, or sweet potatoes. He only bought sweet potatoes because the one in front of him liked to eat them.
