C217 Zhao bing's entrustment

"Not bad, not bad, not bad," the Old Man Tang said worriedly. His deep eyes sized up Qin Long and nodded non-stop.

"My uncle is like that. I hope you don't mind." A bright smile emerged on Zhao Bing's face, which didn't match with the current atmosphere.

"Why would I mind?" Qin Long also laughed. He felt more and more that the Old Man Tang was not just a mere merchant