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Chen Luo learned it and remembered it well. He didn't know why his third uncle asked him to do this, but there must be a reason. Every line has its own wisdom. Chen Luo didn't feel like he had crossed over. The knowledge in his head was more practical than the experience accumulated by several generations of others.,Chen Laosan packed up his things, putting the wine bottles and some cheap sacrificial props back in the box, and with Chen Luo, he walked down the mountain.,Chen Luo picked up the pottery pitcher and lifted the lid.。