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"Hot pot?"

The weather was still a little cold. Meng Xinghe sat in the yard and looked at the fire in the iron pot on the pile of wood and looked curiously at Soong Xijiao.

"What's so new about this?"

Soong Xijiao laughed and said, "How is this a new thing? To put it bluntly, it is just a big pot of soup simmering around. It's just that, we are simmering while eating