C829 Where Is the Cripple

Feng Jiangliu was not in a hurry though: "It's fine, let's see what's good about these things first."

Xiao Tian nodded. Just when the two of them wanted to walk towards the counter, a person suddenly came out from the back room.

"Two guests, what would you like to order?"

Feng Jiangliu glanced at the person who spoke. He was an ordinary middle-aged male shop assistant