Potato Tales

    Translating novels one potato at a time.

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    Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh— In the stillness of the wooden cabin, several air currents suddenly swirled into being, spinning about under the direction of Hu Shi’s waving hands. This place lay deep within
    a secluded forest on the eastern bank of the Xiangjiang River—a quiet area rarely visited by people. After his grandfather passed, Hu Shi built this cabin to make it easier to meet with Redtail Fish. The interior was sparse: a bed made of straw
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