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Uncle Three glanced at the row of straw mats on the ground, covered in mud.,Chen Luo learned it and remembered it well. He didn't know why his third uncle asked him to do this, but there must be a reason. Every line has its own wisdom. Chen Luo didn't feel like he had crossed over. The knowledge in his head was more practical than the experience accumulated by several generations of others.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。