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This winter melon was really too big and heavy, its green skin covered with a fuzzy layer of pale white frost, fresh in color, but it was quite a burden to lift.
Ultimately, it was Song Tan and Qiaoqiao who put them into the pond to wash them one by one.
Then Seventh Uncle and Wang Xiaoshun, along with Qiaoqiao, who had finished her work, took up their positions at three cutting boards and set about their work. They first sliced the winter melon into rings, then peeled them and cut them into one-centimeter-thick cubes, before finally cutting them into strips of winter melon...
You wouldn't believe it, but the inside of the winter melon was green with a hint of white and carried a slightly hazy transparency. The small strips piled there were actually quite picturesque.
The large and small basins in the kitchen, recently emptied of beans, were quickly filled to the brim again.
