Chapter 63
An initial attempt.
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Seeing this, Lu Li held out his right hand and introduced himself. "Hello, I'm Lu Li."
"Hello, hello, Chief Lu. I'm Zhao Limin. Just call me Little Zhao." The middle-aged man hurriedly clasped Lu Li's right hand in both of his and greeted him.
Lu Li: "..."
"Hello, Mr. Limin." Naturally, Lu Li couldn't call him Little Zhao. After all, Zhao Limin was almost forty, and it would have been rude for someone as young as him to call the man "Little" anything.
As the camp's deputy chief, Lu Li dispensed with the pleasantries and asked directly, "Could you tell me about your mother? There's something I may need her help with."
At this, Zhao Limin hurriedly straightened his back and said with complete confidence, "My mother is indeed a silkworm rearer. She's also proficient in the entire process of making silk clothing, and she's a federally recognized inheritor of intangible cultural heritage."
"Where is she, then? Could you introduce me to her?" Lu Li promptly asked.
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