Hey, the Yangzhou caravan is setting up a "Sweet Health Booth" today! Ali from the Western Regions caravan rubs his red, swollen eyes and shouts, "Miss Xiao! The sandstorm in our Caliphate has shrunk our 'Astrological Eyes' into 'sweet date pits'! The camels are even chewing on the lion-patterned cloth as eye pads!" Huwa crouches behind the medicine cabinet, snickering as a goji berry candy drops with a "click" into the dark blue fabric—he has sewn a ring of "bursting vision-enhancing candy" around the lion's eye sockets. Applying it to the eyes instantly sizzles out a cumin-scented peppermint mist, frightening a camel into sneezing out rainbow candy stars, while even desert rats raise their little paws to "apply for eye-protection patches."
"Huwa! Quickly bring over the 'Sweet Eye Exercises'!" shouts Su Wanlv. Huwa immediately pours a bucket of chrysanthemum syrup into the loom, and the woven Caliphate astrological sleep mask chatters "clack, clack, clack" to recite the eye-protection chant: "Lion paws left three circles, wind and sand all roll away! Astrological eyes right three circles, clear sight and a sweeter heart!" Ali puts on the astrological sleep mask and hums a little Arabian tune, startling the caravan maidens so much that their veils crinkle with laughter: "This lion is even more miraculous than our rose eye cream!" Huwa puts his hands on his hips and laughs: "Desert too dry? I call this 'sweet mist eye-washing technique'!" The Abacus Bead displays a head-knock…
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