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An ornate carriage moved slowly down the wide street, its wheels leaving deep ruts in the snow, and soon it was covered with snow.

There was a low table in the middle of the thick felt carriage, and in the corner there was even a charcoal stove covered in copper, emitting heat.

On the lower table is a copper kettle with warm wine in it.

Warm wine into the throat, although the wine taste sour, but also a cold dispersed.