There was a shrunken sack at the bottom of the tank. When I picked it up, it weighed four or five pounds, and it was full of noodles.,As soon as Du Fei stepped out the door, he was met by a fat man in a blue cotton coat. He carried a sack on his back and swaggered with every step, looking very arrogant.,At that moment, as if sensing Du Fei's gaze, Qin Huaiyu looked up.。