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Then Sun Fatty weighed the spoon, muttering curses.,The apprentices huddled in groups of three or four, squatting against the walls. Li Yuan sat hunched over his bowl in a corner, his shoulders aching from fatigue as he ate the steamed buns. A bitter feeling welled up within him.,After swallowing half a bowl of congee and rice soup, Li Yuan's mind was still preoccupied.。