Nian Bing's heart shook, and he immediately woke up from his memories. He secretly scolded himself. Why did his vigilance become so low? It seemed that the power of a beautiful woman was not small! "Miss, why do you use 'too'?"
Xuejing glared at him and said, "Didn't you call me 'you' for a long time just now? Why are you calling me 'miss' now? "
Nian Bing helplessly said, "I lost my composure just now. I should have called you 'miss'."
Xuejing impatiently waved her hand and said, "Forget it, I'm very annoyed today. I just want to find someone to chat with. Don't call me 'miss', just call me Xuejing. I originally wanted to have a good chat with Ling 'er, but she doesn't understand that aspect. Instead, it made me even more confused. Oh, right, what's your name again? "
"My name is Nian Bing."
"Then tell me, what kind of woman is most liked by men?" After Xuejing gathered her courage to ask this question, her beautiful face immediately flushed red.
Nian Bing secretly thought that this Qing Feng Zhai's young miss was probably in love. "Miss, oh, no, Xuejing, I'm not too sure about this. However, a girl as beautiful as Miss would definitely be liked by all men."
When Xuejing heard this, her beautiful eyes once again filled with tears. "You're talking nonsense, then why doesn't he like me? All day long, he puts on a cool appearance, and when people talk to him, he ignores them. "
She was not the person involved, how would she know the situation? Nian Bing bitterly smiled and said, "Miss, I'm afraid you'll have to ask him about this. Perhaps, although he doesn't say it, he likes you in his heart?"
Xuejing forcefully shook off the tears in her eyes and said with some surprise, "Is what you said true?"
Nian Bing hesitated and said, "It should be. Since you like him, just get closer. Where there's a will, there's a way. "
Xuejing hit Nian Bing and said, "But I'm a girl. How can a girl take the initiative in this kind of thing? Nian Bing, you just said that a beautiful girl like me would definitely be liked by all men. Then, do you like someone like me? "
"Cough, cough." Nian Bing almost choked to death on her own saliva. "Miss, don't joke around. Our identities are different!"
Xuejing insisted, "I don't care. Let's not look at status now. If we were friends, would you like me?"
From the bottom of Nian Bing's heart, he preferred girls with gentle temperaments like Long Ling or Feng Nu. Xuejing, this kind of shrewish beauty, was not very attractive to him. But at this time, looking at the tears in Xuejing's eyes, he really could not bear to say no, so he nodded gently and said awkwardly, "Yes."
"Hmph, you seem to be forcing yourself. However, you must remember what you said today. If I ask you to do anything in the future, you must not refuse. Do you hear me? "
Nian Bing agreed with a wry smile. At this time, what else could he do if he did not agree? Xuejing turned around and faced Ming Yue again. She murmured, "He's really handsome. However, in terms of appearance, he doesn't seem to be as beautiful as you. But, he's already a Great Swordsman close to a Martial Fighter. The way he holds the sword is very beautiful. That feeling of power, even if you flatter a horse, you can't compare. I like people with heroic spirit like him the most. No, I must find a chance to test his feelings. Otherwise, I won't be satisfied no matter what. "
That night, Nian Bing sat in the pavilion with Xuejing until dawn. Only then did Xuejing take him out of the garden and let him leave. It was fine not to sleep for a night, but this was the first time in many years that Nian Bing did not meditate at night. When he returned to his room, he did not sleep. He desperately used healing magic on himself, hoping to remove the palm print on his face so that he could go to the Magician's Guild to read the magic incantation. However, things did not go as he wished. The effect of his primary healing magic was limited. Although the palm print was lighter, it was still there. In desperation, Nian Bing quietly went out before dawn. He found a pharmacy that was open around the clock and bought some white gauze. He folded it into a thick pile and stuck it on his left face with tape. Although it was not good looking, it was much better than having a red palm print on his face.
Uncle Li walked out of his room with a yawn. He breathed in the fresh air and stretched his body. He turned his head to look at the door on the other side and said to himself, "I wonder if Nian Bing came back last night. Young people are always so playful."
"Uncle Li, I did come back a little late last night. I'm sorry." Nian Bing pushed the door open. He had just come back and put away the black robe and mask. He did not even have time to sit down.
Uncle Li looked at the gauze on his face and could not help but ask in surprise, "What happened to you? Are you hurt? "
Nian Bing smiled bitterly and said, "I was walking on the road yesterday and accidentally tripped over something. As a result, I broke my face. I had to put some medicine on it. The doctor said it would take three or four days to recover."
Uncle Li laughed and said, "You! You are really stupid. It would be bad if you leave a scar on your face. Be careful in the future. Let's go and have breakfast. "
Nian Bing was indeed hungry. The last meal was at Feng Nu's at noon yesterday. Under Uncle Li's lead, the two walked in the direction of the kitchen. In the distance, they could see two rows of long wooden tables in front of the kitchen door. There were about thirty to forty people in white chef uniforms sitting there eating and drinking. Nian Bing said, "The people in the kitchen wake up so early!"
Uncle Li said, "Of course they wake up early. Every morning is the busiest. They have to prepare the materials needed for the day. The materials used by our Cool Breeze Fasten are all of the best quality. There are three to four people in charge of selecting the materials. Let's go and see what we are eating today. "
Breakfast was steamed buns and porridge. Most of the chefs knew Uncle Li. Under Uncle Li's introduction, Nian Bing greeted them one by one. When Uncle Li brought him to the last wooden table, Nian Bing found that there was only one person eating at this table. The other chefs consciously went to other tables and ate by themselves.
"Nian Bing, this is the head chef of our Cool Breeze Fasten. He is known as the King of Cooks, Ming Yuan, Master Ming. Hurry up and meet him. Head chef, his name is Nian Bing. He is new to help me. He is quite diligent. I will have to trouble you to take care of him in the future. "Uncle Li introduced Nian Bing eagerly.
Ming Yuan had a medium build. He was neither fat nor thin. When he heard Uncle Li's introduction, he raised his head to look at Nianbing. He was about forty years old. Although his appearance was ordinary, his eyes gave Nian Bing a sense of familiarity. He had seen the same gaze in Cha Ji's eyes. However, compared to Cha Ji, he was much worse. Cha Ji had once told Nian Bing that a capable chef's gaze was different from that of an ordinary chef. This was because he focused on cooking all year round. He told Nian Bing that although Nian Bing had learned all of his cooking skills, there was still a gap in terms of heat control and perception. And perception needed the support of perception.
Ming Yuan's expression was very cold. Nianbing nodded slightly and continued to eat his breakfast.
Uncle Li led Nian Bing to a table nearby. The two of them also began to eat. The steamed buns were filled with meat, but the taste was very different. However, when one was hungry, as long as there was something to fill one's stomach, it was enough.
Just as Nian Bing was full and was about to go back to work with Uncle Li, the person he didn't want to see appeared again. That fiery red figure slowly walked over.
"Uncle Ming, what did you eat for breakfast? Do you have a share for me? " The appearance of Xuejing made all the kitchen staff stop what they were doing and stand up to salute her. Only Ming Yuan remained in his seat. He looked at Xuejing with some affection and said, "You little girl, didn't you already send your breakfast over? Why did you come here to ask for it? Do you need something from me? "At this moment, a faint smile appeared on his cold face.
Xuejing didn't sleep the whole night, but her spirit didn't show any signs of fatigue. "Can't I look for you if I don't need anything? Can't your niece miss you? "
Ming Yuan laughed and said, "Miss me? I think you're missing the snacks I made, right? Tell me, do you want to eat nest, candy rolls, or golden incense rings today? Uncle has nothing to do in the morning, so I'll make them for you when I'm free. "
Nian Bing's heart skipped a beat when he heard the terms' nest ',' candy rolls', and 'golden incense rings'. He had heard of two of the three pastries before. Candy rolls and golden incense rings were famous snacks, but there were very few people who could control the heat and make them well. But, what was nest? Since Ming Yuan was called the King of Wonderful Cooks, he must be good at clever cooking methods. If there was a chance, she must ask this nest's cooking method.
Xuejing thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Ming, then I want to eat golden incense rings. You also know that people love to eat this. Why don't you teach me how to make it? "
Ming Yuan pretended to be frightened and said, "You? Forget it. Unless your father agrees to burn down the kitchen of the Cool Breeze Restaurant, I'll teach you. Otherwise, uncle still wants to live for a few more years and give you a few more tasty meals. But, little girl, even though golden incense rings are crispy and fragrant, they're still too oily. It's not very good for the skin. "
Xuejing giggled and said, "I don't eat it every day. It's fine to eat it once in a while."
Ming Yuan stood up and said, "Alright then, come with me. Uncle will make it for you now. Anyway, the ingredients are ready-made."
Xuejing smiled and whispered a few words into Ming Yuan's ear. After hearing that, Ming Yuan frowned and his gaze fell on Nian Bing who was not far away. He thought for a moment and said, "Little girl, you only know how to make trouble for me. But, I'll say this, I'll only make it once. How much he can learn is his own problem. "
Xuejing said happily, "I knew uncle is the best."
Ming Yuan said unhappily, "Don't be the one who's been bewitched by that pretty boy. You little girl! I really can't help it. "After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen.
Nian Bing noticed that when Ming Yuan left, he glanced at her. His gaze seemed to contain a warning. Could it be that what Xuejing whispered in his ear just now had something to do with her? Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard Xuejing call out, "Nian Bing, come over here and help Uncle Ming." When she said that, all the chefs' eyes fell on Nian Bing. All kinds of strange expressions appeared one after another. Needless to say, many of them had already misunderstood. One had to know that the wonderful chef Wang Ming Yuan had always been famous for keeping his dishes to himself. He never allowed others to watch him cook. Xuejing's call obviously meant that she wanted Nian Bing to learn how to make golden incense rings from him.
Nian Bing stood up and pointed at her own nose, "Miss, you called me? I'm just a firewood cutter! "
Xuejing glared at her and said angrily, "I told you to come over, so come over. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Hurry up. "
Nian Bing was helpless. She could only walk to Xuejing's side and ask in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
Xuejing smiled slightly and said, "Consider it as repayment for the slap on your face. Let me tell you, I don't know how many people want to learn Uncle Ming's unique skills. This is a rare opportunity. You have to work hard. As long as you can learn a little, you'll have the capital to eat in the future. If you practice well, I'll ask Uncle Ming to transfer you from the woodshed to the kitchen. "
Nian Bing looked at Xuejing with a strange gaze. This girl with a fierce temper seemed to have her cute side.
Xuejing's charming face blushed slightly. She pushed Nian Bing, "Hurry up and go. Don't get the wrong idea. Last night, you accompanied me for half a day and got slapped by me. I'm just compensating you. What's more, I might need you to do me a favor in the future. "
As the two talked, they entered the kitchen. Qingfeng Fasting lived up to its reputation as a famous restaurant. Just this kitchen alone was over a thousand square meters. Although it was very big and there were all kinds of ingredients, it was not messy at all. It was obvious that it had been carefully tidied up. All kinds of kitchen utensils were neatly arranged. Xuejing pulled Nian Bing to the innermost part of the kitchen. As they walked, she said, "Uncle Ming doesn't usually cook. Only important guests get to taste the dishes he personally makes. Of course, I'm an exception. "
The area where Ming Yuan cooked was covered by a curtain. Clearly, he did not want anyone to see his appearance while he cooked. Nian Bing shook her head inwardly. These famous chefs were all so stingy. How could they promote their culinary skills?
Xuejing and Nian Bing lifted the curtain and entered Ming Yuan's personal cooking space, which was about twenty square meters in size. Ming Yuan glanced at them and said to Nianbing coldly, "I'll only do it once. I'll be quick. You have to watch carefully. How much you can learn will depend on your luck." As soon as he finished speaking, his hands immediately began to move.
Ming Yuan's left hand grabbed a clean and empty basin from the side. His right hand scooped up about a catty of noodles into the basin with a ladle. At the same time, his left hand scooped up half a ladle of water from the other side and slowly poured it into the bowl of noodles. His two hands were performing different actions, but there was not the slightest bit of confusion. Nian Bing knew that this was the famous technique of interplay in the culinary world. It allowed one to do two things at the same time, but at the same time, focus on what one was cooking. Ming Yuan's right hand took out some white powder from three white seasoning boxes and added it into the flour. He said calmly, "Warm water to dissolve salt, alkali, and a little bit of alum. This is the foundation." As soon as he finished speaking, the work in his hands was done. With a shake of his hands, the tools in his hands returned to their original positions. His two hands inserted into the basin at the same time and quickly stirred. In just a few blinks of an eye, the previously scattered flour and seasonings had now become a dough.
Nian Bing was very clear in her heart that what was put in was secondary. The most important thing was the amount. The kneading technique was also very particular. One's wrist must be strong. Moreover, the kneading direction and order were different, so the finished product would be different. Although the cooking of the Golden Fragrance Ring had just begun, Nian Bing had already seen many things. She nodded in her heart. An expert, as expected of an expert. It seemed that her trip to the Qingfeng Restaurant was not in vain.
Ming Yuan's hands moved faster and faster. The dough constantly changed into various shapes in his hands. Sometimes it was long, and sometimes it was flat. There was no time for him to stop. If it were an ordinary chef, when making the Golden Fragrance Ring, the dough would have to be kneaded for an hour and a half before continuing the process. The reason why Ming Yuan kept kneading the dough was that he wanted to save the process of kneading the dough. This required an extremely high level of skill and familiarity with the mixture of several seasonings to be able to do. With this point alone, Ming Yuan had already proved that he did not get the title of Wonderful Chef for nothing.
Finally, after about a quarter of an hour of kneading, the dough was placed on the chopping board in an oval shape. Ming Yuan looked very calm, as if the ten minutes of intense kneading did not affect him at all. He glanced at Nian Bing and said, "Look carefully. The next step is the key." As he spoke, he lit the stove with a flint, put a clean iron pot over the fire, and poured half of the oil into it.
A thick rolling pin about 1.5 meters long was held in his hand. With just a few simple movements, the dough on the chopping board had been turned into flat pieces. After that, his movements were very fast. Obviously, Ming Yuan did not want Nian Bing to learn too much from him. A small knife specially used for making noodles was held in his hand. The knife flashed continuously, and the flat pieces had become uniform strips about two inches wide. He put the strips of dough on the chopping board. Ming Yuan pressed one end of the dough with one hand and held the other end of the dough with the other hand. He rolled the dough into flat pieces about two inches thick. With the knife, he cut the dough into inch-and-a-half wide pieces. Every two pieces were stacked together, and he made a cut in the middle with the knife. Nian Bing saw very clearly that the two sides were not cut through. At this time, the oil was already 50% hot.
Ming Yuan waved his right hand, and the half-finished golden incense rings slid lightly into the pot. A pair of chopsticks jumped into his left hand from who knows where. The chopsticks supported the center of the oiled dough, and suddenly a round ring, like a bracelet, continuously turned under the effect of the chopsticks. His other hand was not idle, and one golden incense ring after another was put into the pot. Xuejing hurriedly took the plate, and the golden incense rings came out of the pot one after another. Suddenly, the fragrance overflowed, and people began to eat. When the tenth golden incense ring of the same size came out of the pot, Ming Yuan stopped. He covered the stove to extinguish the fire, and said to Xuejing, "Silence, try it. See if your Uncle Ming's craftsmanship has deteriorated."
Xuejing giggled and said, "Uncle Ming's craftsmanship is the best. How can it deteriorate? Eh, Nian Bing, you … "
When the first golden incense ring came out of the pot, Nian Bing had already forgotten everything, and was completely immersed in Ming Yuan's skillful cooking. At this time, he was holding a pair of chopsticks, and picked up a golden incense ring to take a bite. He nodded approvingly, and said to himself, "Fragrant, crisp, and crisp. It breaks with the slightest touch, as expected of good craftsmanship!"
Ming Yuan saw that Nian Bing had overstepped her boundaries and actually ate the golden incense ring first. Just as he was about to flare up, he heard Nian Bing continue, "The delicate hands are kneaded into jade, the green oil is fried to a tender yellow color, the night of spring sleep is light, and the beauty is wrapped in gold. Good, it is indeed a top-grade golden incense ring. "
Xuejing said unhappily, "Nian Bing, what are you doing? Who told you to eat my breakfast? "
Nian Bing was startled, and only then did she come to her senses. She hurriedly stuffed the golden incense ring into her mouth, and put the chopsticks aside. She said vaguely, "I'm sorry, Miss. The chef's craftsmanship is really too exquisite, so, I …" As she spoke, she hurriedly swallowed the golden incense ring into her stomach, and her expression became a little more awkward.
Ming Yuan looked at Nian Bing in shock, and said in a low voice, "Who are you? How do you know the formula to make the golden incense ring? "
Nian Bing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I only heard it from a person who set up a stall on the side of the road. I felt that it was very appropriate for the golden incense ring, so I memorized it. I've embarrassed myself in front of you."
Ming Yuan snorted, "Why don't you look at who you're speaking to when you're lying? If everyone knew the formula to make the golden incense ring, I wouldn't be able to survive."
Xuejing looked at Nian Bing in shock, and just as she was about to say something, she heard hurried footsteps outside. "Miss, Chef, not good, something has happened."
Xuejing lifted the curtain and saw a servant from the Breeze Restaurant running over in a hurry, sweating profusely. She couldn't help but frown and ask, "Why are you in such a hurry? What happened? Tell me slowly. "
The servant panted and said, "Miss, the news just came. I don't know why, but the City Lord suddenly closed all four gates of Ice Snow City, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. Also, Da Cheng Pavilion suddenly closed for business today. I also heard that their third shopkeeper suddenly died last night."
"Died? The mangy dog Liao San died? What is going on? "
Nian Bing walked out with Ming Yuan at this time. Ming Yuan said calmly, "Silence, don't worry. Let's go find your father and see if he knows about the situation."
Xuejing nodded eagerly and walked out with Ming Yuan. Before Ming Yuan left, he turned his head and looked at Nian Bing, "I'll find you later. You should go back to the woodshed first."
Nian Bing heaved a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, I was planning to stay here for a while longer. It seems like I can't hide my culinary skills anymore. It's a pity that I don't know what special skills the chefs at Dacheng Pavilion have. Forget it. If she couldn't hide it, she would go to Feng Nu's place. After the Zheng Yang Saber was embedded, she would quietly leave Ice Snow City. Ice Snow City was closed today, and Da Cheng Pavilion was closed for business. Why? Liao San's death shouldn't be enough to close the city.
Da Cheng Pavilion.
The dazzling hall seemed a little dignified today. The entire hall was clean and tidy. There were dozens of tables, but only one table in the center was occupied. There were more than ten people in total, but only one person was sitting. The rest were standing respectfully behind him.
It was a woman, a woman with long white hair. She sat there like a statue carved out of ice jade. Her white robe with golden edges set off her cold and noble temperament. Her beautiful face made it impossible for anyone to have the slightest blasphemy towards her. Her body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of frost. Her eyes were closed, and her entire body was so cold that no one could approach her.
Among the dozen or so people standing behind the woman, except for a magician wearing a green magician's robe, everyone else seemed to be trembling with fear. The magician's green robe had a golden hexagram pattern on the chest, and in the center of the hexagram was embroidered a rising vortex. It looked extremely luxurious.
"Why isn't the president of the Martial Arts Guild here?" The woman in white finally spoke. The hall seemed to have become colder.
A middle-aged man in a luxurious robe quickly stepped forward and respectfully said, "Reporting to the Goddess Priestess, the president of the Martial Arts Guild is out on business. He rarely stays in Ice Snow City, so he is not here." The person sitting in the hall of Da Cheng Pavilion was the only Goddess Priestess on the continent who had the title of God's Summoner. She was the symbol of the Ice Moon Empire and the strongest person in the magic world. Only she could close the second largest city of the Ice Moon Empire with a single sentence.
The Goddess Priestess said faintly, "You are all leaders in Ice Snow City. I will give you three days to investigate every corner of Ice Snow City and find the Stone of Ice Snow Goddess. If the person who has it is very powerful, as long as you force him to use the magic power of the God's Stone, I will personally take care of everything."
The middle-aged man who spoke before said with some difficulty, "Goddess Priestess, you also know that Ice Snow City is very big. Isn't three days a little too short?"
The Goddess Priestess slowly opened her eyes. A cold blue light shot out and shone on the middle-aged man. He suddenly quivered and wanted to take a few steps back to stabilize himself. "Marquis Noah, if you feel that the position of the Lord of Ice Snow City is not suitable for you, I can help you adjust it at any time."
When Marquis Noah heard this, his face suddenly changed. He hurriedly said, "No, Goddess Priestess, I didn't mean that. How can we dare to disobey your orders? However, without any clues, I can't guarantee that I will be able to find it. "
The Goddess Priestess coldly snorted and said, "Last night, on the way here, I clearly felt the energy of the Stone of Ice Snow Goddess. It must be in Ice Snow City. If this matter is not done well, I will hold you responsible first. "
Marquis Noah had a bitter look on his face. Looking for a stone in such a big city was undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack. Moreover, they only had three days. If the city was sealed for three days, it would certainly have a great impact on Ice Snow City. There would be problems with the operation of the entire city. But at this time, he had no other choice. It was useless to reason with the Goddess Priestess. He helplessly nodded and said, "I will do my best."
"Goddess Priestess, there is something I don't know if I should say." A humble voice came from behind. The one who spoke was the second shopkeeper of Dacheng Pavilion. He and the head shopkeeper had been standing at the back. When he suddenly spoke, it immediately attracted the attention of the people in front of him. One of them, an old man wearing a golden robe said in a deep voice, "Impudent! You have no right to speak in front of the Goddess Priestess."
The second shopkeeper's eyes revealed a look of fear. He hurriedly said, "Yes, owner."
"No matter. If it is related to the Stone of Ice Snow Goddess, let him speak." The gaze of the Goddess Priestess fell on the second shopkeeper. The second shopkeeper only felt his whole body turn cold. It was as if he was naked in front of everyone, without any secrets.
"Yes, yes, Goddess Priestess, it is like this. Last night, my third brother, who is also the third shopkeeper of Dacheng Pavilion, was suddenly killed. The person who killed him was a magician. "
"What kind of magic did he die under?" The words of the Goddess Priestess were very concise.
The second shopkeeper was stunned for a moment. He said, "I don't know much about magic. It seems to be a big fireball."
The boss of Dacheng Pavilion said angrily, "Is there something wrong with your head? Didn't the Goddess Priestess just say that it has to be related to the Stone of Ice Snow Goddess? Get out, don't waste the Goddess Priestess' time. "
The second shopkeeper hurriedly said, "No, boss, let me finish. Although my third brother died under the fireball, it is very strange. When the fireball bombarded his body, his whole body fell into a sea of fire and was burned black. But his head was not black. Instead, it was covered with a layer of frost. It is still there now. Perhaps, perhaps … "
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Goddess Priestess. She said coldly, "Bring the body up for me to see."
"Yes, Goddess Priestess." The shopkeeper of Dacheng Pavilion hurriedly complied. After a while, Liao San's body was brought up. Under the burning of the fireball, the body had long been burned into a charred state. A foul smell assailed the nostrils, causing everyone present to cover their noses. A layer of faint white light enveloped the body of the Goddess Priestess. Without looking at her posture, her slender body was already in front of the body. Like spring onions, her jade-like hands reached out from her robe and pressed down. Her mental power instantly enveloped the charred body through the ice element. Others may not have felt anything, but as the president of the Ice Moon Empire's Magic Union, Wind Archmage Long Zhi was greatly surprised. Although with his position, this was not the first time he had seen the Goddess Priestess, a God Sent Master and the State Teacher of the Ice Moon Empire, use magic for the first time. But seeing her so easily use spiritual detection magic without chanting an incantation, as expected of the number one magician of the continent.
The Goddess Priestess slowly raised her head, a cold light flashing in her eyes. Her gaze fell on the second shopkeeper. "Speak. Tell me in detail what happened last night."
The second shopkeeper agreed and hurriedly described the situation last night in detail in fear and trepidation. He did not dare to omit anything. Under the invisible pressure of the Goddess Priestess, he did not even dare to conceal the fact that Liao San went to visit a prostitute. When he said that the black-clothed man called himself the Demon Killer, the faces of everyone present could not help but turn ugly. On the continent of Yangon, the most hated profession was not prostitutes, nor was it thieves or robbers. It was assassins. Especially for magicians who were not good at close combat, they hated assassins the most. This was because even a high level magician would have a hard time surviving an assassin's sneak attack if they were unprepared. However, this was the first time they had heard of the existence of a magician among assassins. Moreover, it was obvious that this magician was not ordinary.
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