
Stories About Eating Hot Pot
by Writing A Thousand Miles Of Road
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There was a steaming hot pot on the Eight Immortals table, and eight people of unknown origin were sitting on each of the eight chairs. In the middle is a skinny old man with white beard and hair and sunken cheeks. Next to him is a fat boy with two braids, fair and rosy complexion, wearing a bellyband, and a stupid figure. He is actually the oldest, and is respectfully called Tantai Patriarch. They chatted about stories casually while eating hot pot.
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