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It was already deep into the night in Jiangcheng, but the city was not asleep.
Most of the lights in the residential area were still on, and being situated near a university, it wasn't unusual to see the lights in some buildings blazing until one or two in the morning, with many graduate students living off-campus, students renting on their own, and young people related to the university's industries still active.
Moreover, the incident at the amusement park near Jiangcheng Mountain had captured global attention, with vehicles bustling through the streets, seemingly in a haste.
But inside Lu Ban's home, the aroma of home-cooked meals filled the air.
Green beans fried with pork, steamed egg custard, spicy and sour shredded potatoes, and a pot of loofah soup – simple and homey.
Lu Ban, although he felt he had just eaten breakfast, still had a good appetite, and picked up his chopsticks to try a piece of the fried pork.
"Delicious."
He commented.