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... the new land. Each one lugged a sack of stinky fish. They were the same dead fish Li Banfeng had bought from the market the night before, left out in the sun all day until the smell turned so foul that even the wind refused to carry it.
The journey was no easy task for the ten young men. One hulking fellow with skin the color of burnt toast hadn't gone one kilometer before his face turned white as flour from the awful stench.
"Those two must be off to the new land for peach-hunti ...
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