Yang Bo inquired about the cost of liver cancer treatment. The first year would cost 500,000 yuan, and the second year would cost 350,000 yuan. This means that to cure his father's illness, he would need a total of 850,000 yuan. For him, this is an astronomical sum!,Yang Bo poured a cup of tea for the guest. It was Mingqian Longjing, according to the custom of Gudézhāi. The boss would use different passwords depending on the guest's status, and Yang Bo would then pour the tea based on these passwords.,Yang Bo glanced at it. The beads were irregularly shaped, but they did have a somewhat round and smooth quality to them at the bottom. However, he knew very well that such glass beads were not valuable. They were more expensive than fried rice though, so he shook his head hastily, "I can't take them!"。