"If it really doesn't work, just add a little more to them?"

"But..." Liu Yan was entangled.

If he offered to increase it, it would be possible for those natives to open their mouths and want more instant noodles and compressed cookies.

These things are indeed worthless. If they are outside, even if they want a few trucks, they will not blink their eyes and agree directly.

But now! I haven't brought much in.

No! You have to hold back and can't speak first.

They need to speak.

I don’t believe it anymore. Even spicy instant noodles can’t handle you?

Just now, Liu Yan just took away the instant noodles and compressed biscuits that had not been torn open, and Liu Yan deliberately left the pack of instant noodles there.

“Huh?

Great Elder, look at it, this is the bag of food just now."

Finally! An indigenous man discovered the instant noodles that Liu Yan deliberately left behind and hurriedly picked them up.
Chapter completed!