"Thank you!"

The customer in Qingshan looked at it for a moment, held the box and left with the wind.

...

Tianchi Town, dusk.

It was extremely cold in winter. Lin Zhao had already set up a pot of charcoal fire at home to let the little wine and small stones cook the fire. He had already cooked a pot of pork, a pot of venison, and a pot of pickled fish. He had also prepared the ingredients for the ingredients. He just waited for the man to come back and put the soup on the pot and it was ready.

It was a little later, it was snowing in the sky.

The town's second snow this year comes neither early nor late.

Outside, a figure in blue shirt walked into the courtyard. After helping to close the door, he dusted the snow on his body, raised a pot of Apricot Flower Village in his hand, and smiled and said, "Drink some tonight?"

Lin Zhao chuckled: "Yeah, drink some!"

...
Chapter completed!