At noon, the headquarters of the net.

"That's what you normally eat?"

Looking at the lunch that the startled salamander brought for himself, Xu Qingshan asked.

A bowl of vegetable and half meat soup, two steamed buns, and two meatloafs.

Well, it's not good, but it's not bad either.

In particular, these steamed buns and meatloaf don't look very bad.

It can only be said that history is the bone, art is the wing, and there are things that do not conform to this era

"The Heavens: Starting from the Gambling Saint" Chapter 317: The net is being hit by hand, please wait for a while,

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