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The one in charge was a very spirited old man, thin and wiry, his face and hands radiating an unusual red, a black red.,“Why aren’t you expensive A hundred catties for just three coins, and once winter arrives, they will sell for five coins.” The old man sighed: “Don’t think my bricks are expensive either; my family only earns a hard-earned living.”,Yan Yu squeezed in to join the crowd. She climbed onto a large rock and stood tall, and no one seemed to mind.。