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This place was strange, it was an old dilapidated hut. There were no decent houses around, and there were some pottery jars in the corner. However, a rather unremarkable bowl caught his eye - it looked exactly like a Ming Dynasty bowl.,Villagers in homespun short shirts carried farm produce past him, casting sideways glances his way, their eyes twinkling with amusement. He could still hear the fading chatter of their conversation.,He was an orphan, but after several attempts, he became a fluent-speaking business vice president. Due to the lack of a family, he liked to sneak into flower fields, regardless of lonely women or naive young men, they all fell victim to his charms, and he lived a carefree and happy life.。