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... g for the flavor, but the boiling had drawn out the unique sweetness of the potato . The taste is thin, but the faint unique sweetness was really delicious .


If he needs to compare it to the crops in Japan, then it was similar to an unflavored boiled taro . [1] After Kazura successively stuffed his stomach with numerous potatoes, he took 2 boiled eggs and hit the shell on the floor to crack it . Peeling the eggshell, he thought to eat it with a pinch of salt, but he stopped since salt ...

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