C941 Qing Song's Prayer

Chu Tian nodded at the servant's words. Although Qing Song's status was relatively low, he was respected by many.

"Bring me your signature dish, don't worry about the price."

After hearing what Chu Tian said, the manservant nodded and left. For people with purple clouds, there was no need to worry about whether they could afford it or not.

The tavern was fast. Within a few minutes