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Even if it didn’t taste good, Shen Zhiyi bit off half, afraid that Quan Jingyou would covet it.
While eating, he mumbled, “I got this in the village by helping the villagers cut pig grass. You can also get food by exchanging equivalent labor.”
“Really?” Quan Jingyou didn’t believe him.
Yan Ming said without blinking, “Really.”
Ji Weinan came over and tugged at his collar, disdainfully saying, “Have some ambition. It’s just a chicken leg. Come with ...
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