Seeing that the guy picked up the bench and asked for a guy in front of the bald scoop, the tall and thin man who was the shopkeeper and the cook yelled and stopped: "What is this for? Do you understand the smiling face of doing business to welcome customers? It's not that the Buddha can't afford to pay for the meal, go! Serve me cakes." ”

The man glared fiercely, and really stepped back and took the cake.

The shopkeeper looked at the root with a smile on his face and reminded: "I said Buddha, my brother will calculate for you first, one cake is twenty wen, four eighty wen ....."

Xin Gen was stunned: "What, a cake for twenty wen?"

"Guest, look at the year,......

"The Legend of the Black Dog Cultivating Immortals" Chapter 426 If you are a donkey, you have to grind It is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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