Old Liu put the ring on his finger and walked outside. In no time, he reached the alley the boss had mentioned. It looked completely ordinary, just a typical little alley.
Liu Bufan took a sorghum-flour flatbread out of the ring and sighed:
"The preservation power of this ring is something else. This flatbread hasn't spoiled at all."
With that, he took a bite. It was still wonderfully chewy and fragrant, with a really great taste.
Chapter 488