"Okay." Ji Qianyao responded with a smile.

"I want to bring the persimmon cakes we made together last winter."

"it is good."

"I also brought the lotus root noodles we made together in the late summer of the previous year."

"it is good."

"There are also those altars of peach blossom wine that we buried together at the end of spring the year before last. It's time to dig out, so let's take them with us."

"Okay, it's up to you."

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