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Liu Zhibang had a dream when he was taking a nap. He dreamed that he was eating Hujia sauce beef and fine Maotai, like a living god, not to mention how much he enjoyed it. After waking up, he suddenly realized that he had not tasted that delicious food for many years. I don't want to think about it, but I can't let it go when I think about it. It's like I'm suffering from gluttony. My mind is filled with the smell of fresh beef, and I can't get rid of it. He decided to buy it immediately and not wait a minute longer. Waiting would be torture and suffering. I opened the drawer and took a look. There was a fifty-dollar bill and some scattered dimes inside. He put fifty yuan into his pocket, thinking: Although fifty yuan can't buy Xiao Maotai, he can still buy some beef. Beef with Hujia Sauce is a rare treat. Doing the math, he hasn't gone shopping in eight years. No, strictly speaking it should be nearly twenty years.
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