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... old street was crowded.
The tea house was at the end of the road, a solitary courtyard all by itself.
Meng Shu had heard about this tea room; the person backing it was no minor figure, and it only entertained a limited number of guests each day, in a quiet atmosphere.
The first time Meng Shu came here, as soon as he pushed the door open and entered, he saw the lacquered wooden square tables in the hall, and several old men speaking in low voices in the courtyard.
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