Qinglong Lying Ink

A clove of garlic in Changting, I don't need a knife or a sword, I hold two awls in my hand, I will poke you everywhere and make it rot! A clove of garlic in the pavilion has no face or face. Some people treat you as an onion, but you are still a garlic. I'll pound it twice, he'll pound it twice, and he'll dip it in when eating. It tastes really good.