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... enter make a round table with a hole in the middle, and asked a blacksmith to make a pot. Now the pot sat on the table above a coal fire. The soup had started boiling, and the familiar smell of hot pot made Li Yao feel like her soul would leave her body.
"Let's eat!"
Li Yao picked up a slice of tripe and put it in the pot, silently counting to 10 seconds, then quickly fished it out.
She dipped it in the small dish of scallions, garlic paste, and sesame oil, then immediate ...
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