When Master Luo heard the affirmative answer, he was happy, "If you like it, it's good if you like it, so does your grandfather have anything else to like?" ”

If she has it, she will send it directly.

If not, I'll send it when I have it.

Figure it out first and don't panic later.

Jin Yanzhi, who once again forgot about his grandfather, was silent for a second before he said.

"He liked the tea you gave me last time, and he treated it as a treasure and didn't let anyone touch it."

！ Master Luo's eyes lit up, he likes tea.

That's good, she has it.

"Then I'll send some to your grandfather later, and if the old man finishes drinking, you can tell me."

She now has her own territory and can grow real spiritual tea for up to half a year.

You can have pure spiritual tea, and the old man should like it more.

"You don't have to spend so much, there is a lot of tea prepared for grandpa at home, but he is picky, don't get used to him."

Jin Yanzhi didn't think about it, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all.

If the old man was present, I am afraid that he would immediately let him know the taste of the dragon head crutche.

Master Luo didn't take it seriously, she just felt that her little brother was embarrassed, and she didn't want her to bother too much.

She didn't continue the topic and turned to her second uncle.

"Brother Yan, your second uncle will not be unlucky from tomorrow, if he makes trouble for you, you tell me, I will give him something else."

Although you can't smash the signboard yourself, and then make him unlucky.

But she has a lot of fun things in her store, not to mention that she has a batch of new goods ready to hit the shelves at any time.

I'm worried that no one will try the effect on her, smiling face.

'Hatche' Jin Mingkun, who was lying on the hospital bed, sneezed fiercely, pinched his nose, and looked vigilant.

Is he going to start having bad luck again?

Jin Mingkun, who was already a little scared, didn't dare to breathe, and the whole person shrank on the bed, grinning and scolding.

Damn the seller, why hasn't his talisman come yet.

Did you regret it and didn't want to sell it to him?

Bastard.

The fierce scratch was already scarred, but it has not been replaced, I don't know if Jin Mingkun forgot it himself, or thought that he might smash his phone again and prepare for waste use.

Jin: You're a liar, where's the old man?

Jin: Report your address to me, I'll have someone pick it up in person, and if you dare not sell it, I'll take your store.

Jin: What about people, come out, come out!

As soon as Master Luo ended the call with his younger brother, the corners of his mouth twitched when he was made by a few messages that popped up.

Are this people sure they're going to be transporters and not brains?

But if you think about it, it's okay.

With this kind of IQ, even if it is transferred, it will definitely not be the opponent of his little brother, so I can rest assured.

For the sake of his not very good brain, she reluctantly replied.

[Owner] beckoning cat: dear, things have set off, it is expected to arrive tomorrow morning, if you are bored, you may wish to take a look at other products in our store, welcome to order.

He has such a bad brain, will he be careless and take care of her business again?

She is looking forward to this kind of injustice.

When Jin Mingkun saw the reply, he subconsciously wanted to open the store, but as soon as his fingers moved over, he suddenly stopped.

That's not right, he's here to urge the goods, how did he go shopping again.

This damn seller.

'Bang' The mobile phone was smashed on the bedside table, and Jin Mingkun was so angry that he couldn't do it.

He decided that when the things arrived, if it didn't work, he would report the store.

Luo Shishi, who did not wait for the new order, sighed very regretfully.

As I was about to put down my phone, an eager ringtone rang.

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Luo Shishi: I missed 100 million, hurry up and vote to comfort me!

Jin Mingkun: ... Hehe... Indifferent face.