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... d Zhang Erniu, bustling about from noon until midnight without touching the ground, and only after there were no more sounds of serving tea and water in the guest rooms did he finally step into the small, dark room not far from the stables...
Lying on the hard, narrow bed that was both short and dark, where the air was permeated with the pungent smell of horse urine and dung, the exhausted Zhao Hong, his back and legs aching, covered himself with a quilt filled with straw and silently so ...
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