"Master Lin, don't you believe this is dinosaur meat?" Qin Lin asked helplessly.

Sometimes it's like this, and when you tell the truth, no one believes it.

Master Lin immediately said: "Boss, stop teasing me. You think that people of my age will believe in dinosaur meat. Then I might as well believe that it is pork."

"..." Qin Lin didn't know what to say.

Pork is pork.

Master Lin is happy

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