A Few Things About My Work in Tiandaosi

How did he go from a salted fish lying in the sun to a migrant worker running around? Yu Yuanyang sat in the teahouse and thought helplessly, and what kind of species he was. The waiter stood aside: Dragon King, what do you want to drink? White Cat Coke: Please order some dried fish first. Gray Wolf Black Ball: Give me some dried fish, too. Thank you. The apprentice who has forgotten about the distance: I don't know what the master is doing.