บท 472: the Blooming of Rice

In the end, Jiang Zhennan got an unclear answer from Little Six. Little Six touched the back of his head and said in a silly manner, " boss, that's what Miss Lin said. As for the lever and ejector, I don't understand them at all. "

After listening to Little Six for a long time, Jiang Zhennan was even more confused than Little Six.

The dejected Jiang Zhennan could only imagine that this was something created two thousand years later. Therefore, it was understandable that he did not understand.

Jiang Zhennan comforted himself.

When Lin Yuelan pushed the door open, she saw Jiang Zhennan standing at the door. He was standing as straight as a ramrod, like a soldier.

Lin Yuelan raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "masked uncle, when did you become a wooden stake? "