"It's so good ... So ... So good ..."
Madam Qian was crying like a Pear Blossom bathed in rain. She couldn't help but say,"Please sell me a few more Supreme-grade mini flat peaches. I'm willing to pay three times ... No! I'm willing to pay ten times the price!"
&Quot; I'm sorry. I've already set the rules. I can't break them! &Quot;
&Quot; you can try my other cuisines! &Quot; Chen Xiaobei said. &Quot; it'll be different! &Quot; I dare to Pat my chest and guarantee that I will definitely not let you down!"
&Quot; I ... I'll take a break first ... &Quot; Mrs. Qian held the first love peach and stood at the side, eating it in small bites. Tears were still flowing down her face, making her look like a wronged little girl. She didn't look like a strong woman at all.
It was like a huge golden signboard that was placed right beside Chen Xiaobei's stall.