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... up a bit, he set up this shop. This forty something year old man was honest, normally of few words, only drinking two or three when he did drink, the noodles he served also just happened to be three taels. [1]
“Forget it, I’m done.”
Just like before, he was properly kneading the dough, but suddenly, he instead slammed the dough on the counter, shouting in a bit of an angry manner.
“What are you suddenly getting angry out of nothing for?”
His wife was a middle-age ...
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