"You guys just want these things. Eighteen centimeters is too ugly." Wu Bixia said with a smile.

Yang Ming said, "Sorry, I don't have a prescription for this."

"That's it. Don't think about it." Wu Bixia said, "Even if there is such a prescription, it will only be produced with me. It's not your turn."

Yang Ming laughed and said, "Actually, these are all small things, mainly because I really don't have any secret recipe right now. At least I don't have this secret recipe yet, so there is no cooperation."

"Since Mr. Yang does not have these things, then I will not say, today's Wang Dong's things, but also...