C89 A Ten-yuan Slap in the Face

When they reached the city, Qian Hsing carefully looked at the windmill in his hand. He hesitated for a moment, then carried it into a fine store.

When they came out of the store again, Qian Hsing found that he was holding a packaged box in his hand. He even tied a bow knot. The girl in the fine store patted her chest to make sure that this kind of packaging was considered first-rate in Xifu