Food Across Two Worlds: Selling Fried Rice Noodles on Yanhebei Road

If you're sick, sell your fried rice noodles well and don't spend the whole day picking up girls and being a bitch or a licker. It's disgusting. I write blindly all day long with a hammer and a stick here and there. If you can't continue writing, stop writing. It's just useless.

I really don't do my job properly. The more I write, the more I write.

After you grow bigger, you need to have channels for purchasing goods, otherwise you will be found out.

I hope it doesn't end in a hurry like other novels. I just finished the Northwest one.

It's been three days since I entered the palace. I'll leave first! !

The writing is getting boring. You can read it or not. Since the update has been discontinued, I will withdraw it.

It looks good at the front, but becomes more and more boring later.

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Author, I vote for you with all my monthly votes. Come on, keep at it!

If the curative effects of alien food and drugs are not well researched and fully demonstrated, then why do we need to have organ transplants when we are full? The sales of otherworldly delicacies are booming in the past, so if we insist on going abroad to compete, we will stop everything, and the brothers at home will not care about it... If we insist on having a Korean chef as the villain, we should clearly describe the follow-up development, and don't be anticlimactic Senior sister, if you want, take it, no If you want, write less. It's just an innocent eunuch who is ambiguous, but you can't write anything fresh. How many book friends are willing to read it now? The alien threat in the alien world is sloppy and procrastinating, and there is no sense of crisis It feels like every line is like an old man peeing here and there...