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... ; I sat up from my lost sleep, rubbing my eyes.
Jinzi also woke up, but it seems like every time he did he never was drowsy, eyes limpid and bright.
“Isn’t that the firecracker workers you brought back?” Jinzi’s clear and cold voice is always so nice to hear.
Oh, I remember. A few days ago, because I was making preparations to resist Shao Qing, found a few old artisans of fireworks and firecrackers, wrote a local formula for making gunpow ...
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