"It seems so?"
"Is this true?"
The young man could not help but open the window, trying to catch the paper that was being carried down by the remote-controlled airplane, but he failed.
I could only look at the banner under the helicopter.
"Kangle takeout, braised pork, sauce-flavored spare ribs, fish-flavored shredded pork..."
As the young man spoke, saliva couldn't help but fall from the corner of his mouth.
"Dad! How about we give it a try?" Is there a psychopath playing tricks on people?
However, I don’t have to go out anyway, but what is the currency for this takeout?
Squinting his eyes, he took a closer look. "Gold bars, steel, special metals..."
"Dad, I remember there are still a few gold bars in our safe, right?"
After getting an affirmative answer from his father, the young man couldn't help but pull a piece of red cloth from the room and waved it wildly outside.
Whether it's true or not, he's going to give it a try.
The young man felt dizzy because he swung too hard.
Recognizing his movements, the plane buzzed towards the young man.
Electronic sounds came from the plane hovering above the balcony.
"Please tell me what takeout food you would like."
Both father and son were startled by the electronic sound of the plane hovering outside.
"Ten servings of fish-flavored shredded pork rice!" the young man announced quickly.
"Order received. Please wait, delivery expected within half an hour."
After saying this, the plane flew forward.
"It looked quite small from a distance, but I didn't expect it to be so big up close. I don't have to worry about it not being able to carry the gold bars," the young man said self-deprecatingly.
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