Soil, fragrance, fermentation, sauce-making, extraction—
a winter’s reserve, blooming into summer, where every flavor speaks of grace.

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We offer our reverence to the Motherland,
hands lighting incense, like dew on lotus leaves,
Or butterflies at dawn, drifting through the summer air.

We present to you the essence of Motherland:
fragrant, aromatic, aged, and resonant.

Coming soon — HOSU 2025 Chapter Two: “Mother Land”