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On the Dù River within Zhúshān County, a small wooden boat was slowly moving along a narrow tributary of the river.,The old man rowing the boat at the stern was so absorbed in what he was hearing that he unconsciously followed Yi Shuyuan's finger, of course, he didn't see anything special like a peach tree.,“Young man, you’re quite solid! Your voice sounds really good. What do you do for a living”。