C407 The Price of Wanting to Exchange for a Set of Good Skin

Wang Goudan's body was filled with a strong sour smell. Looking at the young man's emaciated appearance, he could not even cook two taels of meat with his skinny body. He held a watermelon in his arms and wished he could swallow the rind into his stomach. It was obvious that he was someone who had escaped from the wilderness during the famine