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... nd the summer breeze was cool.
Chen Yansen stood at the mouth of the alley, six cardboard boxes and a pile of supplies at his feet. In his hand, he held a tofu skin roll with a fried dough stick, which he was devouring with great gusto.
The tofu skin was layered with fresh chopped chilies and soybean paste, with a large, crispy, and fragrant fried dough stick tucked in the middle. One bite was incredibly satisfying.
Nearby, Wang Zihao fussed over a stray lock of hair on h ...
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