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... big fish, hairy crabs, shrimp and other seafood, as well as flower clams, flower snails and other shellfish. There were also all kinds of fungi, mushroom, shiitake mushroom, straw mushroom... as well as chicken, duck and even rabbit and sheep meat.

The most surprising thing was, where did the bejewelled nectar in the golden cup come from?

Even if this banquet was prepared in the kitchens of a modern star-rated hotel, it would take a lot of time and effort! 𝒇𝘳𝐞𝚎𝓌𝑒𝑏𝒏𝑜𝙫ℯl. ...

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