C212 Poverty Limit the Imagination

"Not much, this number." Wang Ye extended a finger.

"Ten bottles?" Long You was stunned.

"There should be more than 100 bottles left!" Wang Ye laughed: "Do you want to buy?"

If you want to sell it to Star Seizing Pavilion, they still have to charge a fee. Why not just sell it to Long You?

"You little punk, you have so much to eat!" Long You almost couldn't catch his breath