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The old man glanced at him a few times, then looked at Qi Si and said, "My eldest son has gone to serve his duty, so now it's just me and my youngest son working. Li Ma will tell you that I'm slow at making bricks. How many do you need",“Why aren’t you expensive A hundred catties for just three coins, and once winter arrives, they will sell for five coins.” The old man sighed: “Don’t think my bricks are expensive either; my family only earns a hard-earned living.”,Someone asked, "Yan Er, are there still many stones like this in the quarry"。