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shopkeeper, a man in his fifties named Sun Zheng, saw her buying these things and enthusiastically asked, "Young lady, are you going to paint these yourself"Yang Fan nodded, placing the yellow paper,...ked, "Have you already got any partners"Yang Fan shook his head. "There are no business partners, but I won't sell all my fruit to you for medicine."“If my fruits were made into medicine, they would b...