Chapter 72: Fruit giver

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The old man brought the tea up and added two plates of pastries, as well as a stack of fruit like snow fairy fruit, but it was smaller than the snow fairy fruit, about the size of a small thumb.
A Luo grabbed a hand with excitement and stuffed it into his mouth: "Xian bowl beans, it's best to eat."
Gu Bailu twitched the corner of his mouth. Is there anything bad in your mouth?
She also grabbed a hand, um, indeed it feels pretty good, like QQ candy, soft and sticky, but not the sweetness of saccharin, with a delicate fragrance.
After eating it, I feel that the whole person has a spirit and is inexplicably excited.
Doped with stimulants!
"You... do you know how much this is?" Gu Wanqin glared at them, trying to things back from their mouths.
Gu Bailu glanced at her: "Don't you let the old man go?"
"How can I get him on! Three thousand and two!"
Gu Wanqin couldn't help raising his voice, and the gentle gentleman always disappeared without a trace.
She brought a lot of money, but she couldn't survive such a mess, and why should she use it for them.
Three thousand two one?
Gu Bailu turned his head to look at the black wooden sign. It was written in black and white on a black background. There were three thousand and twenty-two beans in a bowl, a whole plate of half a million.
Gu Bailu was all wrong.
Boss, is it really okay for you to pit people like this? You didn’t let you go, so you sent it like this.
"Grandpa, we didn't want this thing. What's the matter with you getting it?"
Although Gu Wanqin's silver is used, it can't be chopped up like that.
"Give it away for free." The old man smiled and continued to do his job.
Gu Bailu saw him add some to the tea, and he didn't know what the was.
Is it dark poison powder?
There is nothing to be attentive, what to do with so many fruits.
"Don't worry, I've been here for fifty years, and I only make money without harming my life." The old man knew Gu Bailu's heart even without lifting his head.
Hey, I know you are not killing you, but you squander money.
"Why do you make money for nothing?"
"The old man is not a plain delivery, the one over there has already paid for you." The old man faced a man in black in the corner of the tea stall.
The man was dark in black, wearing a black mask of the king's face, and looked like Yan Luo.
Gu Bailu made sure he didn't know him because he didn't have the familiar breath.
But why did he buy himself such an expensive thing?
"Who is he?" Gu Bailu asked curiously.
The old man shook his head: "Mo asked who he was, who knew who he was, no longer exists."
Gu Bailu walked past, and before reaching the black man's table, the man had already moved away and appeared again ten meters away.
"What the hell, don't leave a name for doing good?"
Gu Bailu returned to his desk, and A Luo was happily eating the beans in the fairy bowl.
Gu Wanqin's eyes were still staring at the black man's back, and he didn't take it back until he disappeared.
With his hands pinched under the table, how could Gu Bailu be so lucky, it was obviously a waste, and some people even bought her such a good fairy bowl of beans.
Xianwandou, eat can increase spiritual power.
The waste has no spiritual power, and eating it is a waste.
Gu Bailu didn't care so much, since people paid for it, they ate it first.
Not to mention really delicious, like jelly beans.
Gu Bailu saw that A Luo secretly hid a lot in her sleeves. Gu Wanqin was very angry when she saw it, but it was not easy to speak with her.
Gu Bailu smiled and suddenly heard a scream of screaming not far away. She stood up quickly and looked in the direction of the voice, her face changed instantly.