Cheers erupted in the temporary hall again.
Home!
It was finally time to go home.
"Mr. Wen, these are the tea leaves you wanted. Old Time Tea! Remember to bring more when you go on a long trip next time."
"Mr. Qu, this is the cigar you wanted. You can smoke five to six mouthfuls in a row. There's no need to only dare to smell it. But remember to give me money. This is quite expensive."
"Mr. Jagren, this is the whiskey you miss."
"Old Cui, this is braised pork. It's only a vacuum version for the time being."
"Xing'zi, this is the milk tea you wanted. It's in a can. I didn't make it."
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Xu Tui was like a treasure chest. He threw out the things that everyone liked one by one. Everyone had a share. He did not lack a single one.