C422 Flipping Through the Yellow Levels(2)

He smiled and pointed outside the tea stall to Wang Laoqi. Wang Laoqi could vaguely see the figure of a goat slaughtering stall vendor. Judging from his expression, he must have arranged a good relationship with him.

Hearing the words of the tea doctor, Seventh Uncle Wang politely cupped his hands.

He did not say much and flipped through his sleeves