Qin Dazhuang pushed his pancake stall to the school entrance to sell pancakes again.
He came early today, and those who set up stalls were busy setting up.
There was another stall beside Qin Dazhuang's.
A skinny, sharp-faced man, who seemed to be very clever at first glance.
What kind of stall was it? It was actually a poker stall.
Qin Dazhuang glanced at it sensitively, and felt a jolt inside, it seemed like gambling.
He tightened his grip on the handle of his small cart, pondered for a moment, then pushed the cart a few meters away from that stall.
Later, he simply touched his chin, turned around, and was ready to move the cart to another place.
Fortunately, regular customers came to buy pancakes, so Qin Dazhuang had to stop and start setting up his stall.
The monkey chuckled to himself.
This guy is truly determined, but unfortunately, I came today to drag him down.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was sitting in the car with Tang Yuan.
