The Black River stretches for eighty miles, its waves surging and crashing. A gentle breeze ripples the water's surface, causing the reeds to sway and rustle.,“The scallion pancakes I ate in my past life were filled with savory goodness. They had pickled mustard greens, shredded daikon radish, minced meat... brushed with oil on both sides, each bite was fragrant and soft!”,Bai shook his head, very aware of the current situation.。