When I heard that four or five copies were coming, Zhao Qingfa's liver ached, but there was no way out. He was the God of Wealth.

Zhao Qingfa bit his teeth and said, "Waiter, five more saffron cakes."

When Yang Ming thought of something so expensive in his mind, it must be of high nutritional value, so he opened his stomach and ate it.

Wang Dazhu laughed and said, "Brother, you can eat slowly, but you can't pack it. Now we need to drink. Maotai is what Maotai Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao Mao...