Chapter 91: Papermaking Ice-Making Method

a bite, it's sizzling with oil and fragrant!"Dad, is this pork It smells so good."A seven or eight-year-old boy, with his mouth full of greasy food, opened his bright, glistening eyes and asked excit...It is now the middle of the month.

The night was deep, a round moon hung high in the sky.

Inside the Yang family home, everyone sat together, watching Xiao Jiu calculate.aiting outside. Zhao Zhongming bowed.Come in!For a moment, Zhao Fuguai trembled with fear and followed Zhao Zhongming into the Zhao residence.Upon seeing Zhao Kang, Zhao Fugu hurriedly bowed."I have m...