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The snow that had been falling for several days finally stopped, and the ground was completely white. The lazy sun poked out a yellow, sickly face listlessly from the cracks in the clouds, hanging in mid-air like a frozen hard pancake, making people feel even colder. Yang Jiejie sat by the stove and smoked Cordyceps sinensis, thinking: Damn it, it's so cold. The colder the better. It would be best to drop an ice knife directly from the sky, that would be enjoyable. If the cold continues like this, coal prices will continue to rise. As long as the price of coal continues to skyrocket, money will roll in like flakes of snow, and it will be impossible to stop it even if you want to. However, after working so hard for so many days, no matter what, I had to go to the city to take a sauna in the evening to wash away the bad luck. Yang Jiejie is the owner of Yangshugang Coal Mine. He used to go to the city to take a sauna almost every week.
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