Among them, the [Lapis lazuli] mine is marked with a red pen.

"Ba~"

Chen Jin gave Jieke a box of China,

Jieke unexpectedly took it and took a deep look at Chen Jin.

I borrowed a fire in the kitchen and lit one.

"Hiss~~~Huh—"

With a breath and an exhale, a satisfied smile appeared on my face.

Chen Jin showed off: "Hua Guoyan, isn't it good?"

Jieke nodded and shook his head again: "It's very good, it's very expensive to suck it out, but I still like to smoke cigarettes from my hometown, it's very strong."

After becoming a transcendent, he naturally lost his addiction to smoking.

But that feeling has been engraved in memory.

What Jieke smokes is not cigarettes, but memories.

After smoking one, Jieke dispersed all the cigarettes to the others.

Suddenly, the whole village started to smog.

Li Moxiao rolled her eyes in disgust.

After smoking this pack of cigarettes, the expressions of these Afghans have eased a lot, and now they are interested in Chen Jin.

He is strong, rich in supplies, generous in his work, and loves to play with stones.

Perhaps helping him do things is also a good choice?

Jieke suddenly realized: Where did those two large bags of rice come from?

These people only carry a bag that only primary school students can use. Depending on the size, they can't hold two bags of rice at all.

Hiss ~~

Mysterious Chinese!

Shenjin's big stick and sweet dates,
Chapter completed!