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... ut perfectly formed2, it had everything it should have, and the people didn’t need more.
In the village, the only medicinal shop looked quaint and simple. As soon as people got close to it, they could smell the bitter aroma of herbal medicine. Zhang Changsong, who was over 50 years old, was taking a nap on a bamboo chair outside the door of the building; and beside him, was a pot of boiling medicine. The boiling soup lifted the lid of the pot with steam and bubbles.
Two merchants who ...
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