Li Shouji looked at the donkey cart in the distance and fell into deep thought. That child really resembled the General. Thinking of this, he retorted, "No way." Li Shouji slapped his thigh and felt that his thoughts were ridiculous. It might just be a coincidence.
Li Shouji did not take this matter to heart. He looked around and did not find the potato flour noodles he was looking for. He returned to the fishing village in disappointment.
Jiang Danhe looked at Li Shouji, who was standing in the room looking a little depressed. He found it funny. "You didn't find the stall?"
"Yeah…"
