Carefully, he took out a small amount of fried rice flower and earthen tea from inside.,Tang Zhenzhen laughed generously and said, "I have red sugar in my box. I'll take some red sugar to make oil tea and stir-fry rice.",She held a stack of old newspapers, watching Rong Zhaonan effortlessly drag a cart filled with broken furniture – a cabinet, tables, and chairs – along the side.。