C687 The Role of Grain

The Old Leader had already put one in his mouth. It was very hard, but he chewed slowly and said with an intoxicated expression, "The sweet potatoes from my hometown are still the same. The sweet potatoes sold on the street can't even taste the sweet potatoes now..."

The old lady had already squatted down and looked at the bags of coarse grain. The more she looked, the happier she was