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... nows. Ling Jingxuan was actually the farmer who made the jam, came up with the ice menu, and even made the wine. For this reason, the fat shopkeeper could not help but watch a group of people.

After Ling Jingxuan came back, he asked Ling Jingpeng to give him the rest of the wine. The fat shopkeeper was even more admired for him. The little eyes smiled so much that he was going to hide all the fat, and then Ling Jingxuan asked him. Helping nature is a matter of course.

"Ling Gongzi, ...

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