Brother Squid took out a bottle of Old Baifenjiu from the cabinet under his cart. "The usual, I bet with you on who will make more sales today!"
Old Liu scoffed at such simple bets, snorting, "It will definitely be me. Your squid hasn't been selling well lately and can't move at all."
His starch sausage might be low in price, but basically everyone passing by would buy two sticks.
"I don't believe it, today it's definitely going to be me."
"Why?" Old Liu asked curiously, his eyes falling on the bottle of Baifenjiu in Brother Squid's hand.
This stuff is considered pretty good liquor in Jingzhou. Ordinary families can usually only drink it once at banquets, and the retail price is over a hundred yuan.
The bottle Brother Squid held was already without packaging, clearly brought back from a banquet with half a bottle left.
Although it was only half a bottle, Old Liu was truly craving it.
