Jiang Mi didn't have many friends in Wuguang City. Only the owner of the grain shop was his acquaintance. After collecting the grain, he would give him a cup of tea. Today he led his little mule into the city, planning to sell all the grain from the autumn harvest. When the owner of the grain shop saw him, his eyes were bigger than a bell. "Hey, Jiang Mi, did you get rich? When did you buy yourself such expensive clothes?" People from all walks of life came to him to buy grain. I have also seen the immortal officials on Wanjian Mountain. The material of his clothes is similar to that of those immortal officials. You can't buy this kind of clothing with mortal money, so you have to use spiritual stones to exchange them. Jiang Mi raised his eyebrows, feeling proud and a little shy. "It was given to me by someone else." Seeing him smiling, the boss smiled and said, "It was given by a woman, right? Is she also beautiful?" He did not say anything
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