"Zhao Thi, your claws are no longer alive?"

"Let me think about it~"

"Guawazi!"

…

"Okay, let's have dinner here tonight. The Pujiang cuisine here is very good." Zhang Tan drove to a restaurant.

Last night, Malanhua treated him to a pure Sichuan hot pot meal, and today he treated him to Pujiang cuisine.

…

In Pujiang City, thousands of houses are lit with lights, and a bright moon hangs in the sky.

People happily left work and went home to reunite. In the sea of ​​people, Xiao Wang was sweating profusely and pedaling the stall with all his strength.

At nine o'clock in the evening, he had only walked two-thirds of the way. He really had no energy. He parked the car and collapsed on the side of the road with mineral water in one hand and pancakes and fruits in the other.

The pancakes are so fragrant. If you eat a set, you can pedal three miles, your legs no longer hurt, and your waist is strong.

"Brother, do you have any more pancakes and fruits? Here are two sets." An old man came up and asked.

Xiao Wang was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, then he patted his butt and stood up.
Chapter completed!