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On her way back, Yan Wanqing passed by a dumpling stall where the bone broth, simmered from cylindrical bones, was so fragrant that it instantly made her hungry.
She didn’t hesitate and sat down immediately.
"Shopkeeper, a bowl of dumplings."
She was about to head to the front line; it would be hard to find such good food on the way.
The stall owner was an old woman, who noticed from Yan Wanqing’s attire that she did not seem like a soldier from the nea ...
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