Chuan Ni
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At noon that day, not long after Chuan Ni sailed a sailboat into Weishan Lake, she suddenly smelled a pungent smell of wine and shouted to her father: "Dad, where did such a strong smell of wine come from? Go down and take a look at the wine jars in the cabin. Are there any cracks?" Her father, a bachelor, was sitting cross-legged on the boat. Over the head, he heard his daughter's cry and let out a quick sigh. He knocked the ash from his pipe that had been extinguished for a long time. He stood up and took a few steps to the hatch. He pushed open the wooden cover nailed with two layers of reed mats with one bare foot, and then stepped on the creaking wooden ladder to enter the cabin. Guangguan Fuda's eyes didn't look big, but his gaze was extremely sharp. He glanced around the cabin several times, not missing a single gap, and found no cracks in the wine jars wrapped in straw bales.
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