"Mountain tray?" Du Ruo have finished bathing, this moment directly cloaked hair out of the house, saw that a basket of reddish small fruits, almost have to have a twenty to twenty pounds of the appearance of a curved eyebrow: "Fast, call a few hands and feet carefully these are washed out, and then soaked in salt water for a quarter of an hour, scattered spread to dry."
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"Tomorrow morning you'll make another run and tell them to pick what they can and bring it to the house."
"Master, it's still early in the day, full enough for a slave to run a round trip."
"That's fine, Xiang Yun, pick up a purse for Xiao Xi Zi."
"My slave thanks his master for the reward."
Xiang Yun's eyes were still blinking at the basket of mountain trays as she handed the purse over,
