"Life is about moving things around, cleaning and tidying up. What's meant by "fine work" is discerning truth from falsehood, studying history to understand its layers.",Xia Guo let go, and Liu Zhuangui started to take over. He first looked at the smaller piece, took it in his hand, and at a glance, his face lit up. After playing with it for a moment, he put it down.,Mr. Wu smiled without making a sound. Liu, the shopkeeper, had a smile on his face. The old man was testing him, wasn't he。