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"Move, here you go." A person stopped in front of Jiang Ling, his rough hands holding a warm steamed bun.

Jiang Ling lowered his head and took a sniff, he felt that something was so fragrant, and it was only after a while did he raise his head and look up.

Jiang Ling extended his hand and snatched the steamed bun that was in the hands of the bun shop owner