Mo Qishen lazily leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs, slowly unwrapped a candy and popped it into his mouth.
Hmm.
So sweet.
The candy from Yangyang was really tasty.
It was a very casual posture, but he exuded an aristocratic aura.
...
After Mo Qishen and Wu Daming left, Ni Yang tried using the mixer and found that its features were really powerful.
Not only could it smash things up, it also had an automatic peeling function.
However, the only downside was that it was too noisy.
After all, the technology wasn't as mature as in the future.
A bit of noise was understandable.
Overall, the 500 yuan was really well spent!
No, it was more like getting more than you bargained for.
Normally, 500 yuan wouldn't even be able to buy an imported mixer.
"Yangyang, is this the mixer you're talking about?" Ni Chenggui walked in from outside, asked with curiosity on his face.
"Hmm," Ni Yang nodded.
