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Without sunshine on an overcast day, it was impossible to dry the remaining fifty pounds of garlic-flavored peanuts. Thus, they couldn't fulfill their agreement with Shopkeeper Wu. As Lian Manman walked into the courtyard, she felt the air was damp. Instinctively, she stretched out her hand and felt drops of water falling into her palm.
It was raining.
The rain was not heavy, but with the sky covered in dark clouds, it didn't look like it would clear up any time soon.
Lian Manman went back into the house and looked at the peanuts in the baskets that were still not dry. What to do now?
"How about frying them again in an iron pot?" Lian Shouxin suggested.
Lian Manman shook her head. Frying the already cooked peanuts would not only fail to remove the moisture but would also ruin their skins, making them unsellable.
