Liu Zhanggui, with a pleased expression, helped Yang Ge up and patted his shoulder, saying with a smile: "People who have read books really know how to speak eloquently. Unlike Wang Dali, that rough fellow, who only knows how to say 'You are just like my father!'”,“The inn has been busy these past few days, so I have to head back early today. You can burn this firewood for now, and I’ll be back in half a month...”,After making sure no one was around the yard, the old man mysteriously took out an object from behind... it was a fist-sized package wrapped in countless layers of cloth.。