“Yes… yes…” The other fortune-tellers were frightened.
"Why don't you go and find him quickly?!" Meng Chentian shouted.
Several fortune tellers rushed out in panic, their lips and faces all pale.
Codes!
Just now, everyone was treated like honored guests, but now, everyone has been reduced to being worse than dogs...
Everyone's first thought was to hate Master Feng to death!
Is this guy surnamed Feng crazy
There was nothing wrong originally, but you were so stupid as to say that and cause trouble for everyone. Now... where the hell are we going to find anyone
In a city of three or four million people, trying to find one person is like looking for a needle in a haystack...
Is this a job for humans
We don’t know what he looks like yet, we just know he’s about 17 or 18 years old…
I don’t know my last name, my name, where I live, or where I go to school…
Even Star Shield is powerless and can only sigh helplessly!
Isn't this going to kill us
Then… everyone was overwhelmed by another more terrifying thought: this Meng Chentian was too ruthless, he was completely different from his usual self!!
The scene just now was as ferocious as a demon, as cruel as a devil, and did not look like a normal person at all!
…
At the entrance of Cloud Pavilion.
Three people whose faces could not be seen clearly were thrown out by the people in the building. The moment they landed on the ground, blood splattered far away.
The injuries of these three people were so serious that they were on the verge of death.
Passersby passing by Yunduan Pavilion were all horrified when they saw this, and they all scattered far away, and no one dared to come forward to check.
Anyone who was punished by Yunduan Pavilion must have offended the Meng Group. In Phoenix City, few people dare to offend the Meng Group openly.
After a long time, Teng Guangyuan finally woke up from his coma, crawled over with convulsions, and used two fingers to try to pry open his eyelids which were so swollen that he could not open them. He looked around and saw that his son and wife were there, and they were still breathing.
Kowtowing repeatedly is useful after all.
The situation just now and Meng Tianyue's expression made Teng Guangyuan realize that if he refuted with just one word or one sentence, the family of three would end up dead on the spot!
"Help..."
Teng Guangyuan breathed a sigh of relief and then started calling for help.
Thank God, I’m not dead!
Meng Tianyue... Fuck your ancestors, you humiliated me so much today... You tortured me so much, what did I do wrong
Why are you doing this
I worked like a slave for your Meng Group, and this is what I got?!
Did you invite me here so enthusiastically just to humiliate me
Just to humiliate me in front of my wife and son? Beat me
I'm not done with you!
Do you, the Meng Group, have materials and leverage over me
Don't I have any of your weaknesses? !
At best, we can just break up and perish together. I am a barefoot person and I am afraid of you who wear shoes!
“Help!”
Teng Guangyuan shouted again: "We ate a free meal... We didn't bring any money... We were beaten up... Can someone please help us call an ambulance..."
…
have lunch.
canteen.
Wan Lixiu generously put a clean basket on it and said, "Master, please make a hundred steamed buns for me."
He handed over the meal card and said, "Two more bowls of meat, ten large bones, two cans of chili sauce, a bowl of soup, ten more cucumbers, and four plates of vegetables. Any vegetables you like will do. Just serve them as you like."
Behind the window, the chubby chef stared at the basket that might have been used to collect pig grass at home, twitched subconsciously, and then started stacking the steamed buns out in rows.
After all, he is the chef in the martial arts school cafeteria and has seen a lot of the world. Martial artists’ appetites are far greater than those of ordinary people, and this is even more so for practitioners at certain special stages. Even if the girl’s appetite in front of him is a bit excessive, it is still acceptable!
Didn’t you see behind her… Well, behind Wan Lixiu, Long Yusheng, Li Changming, Li Chenglong and Yu Moyan, all of them were carrying big baskets full of water!
In the kitchen, several big men were kneading dough diligently.
"Fuck me... What sin did I commit in my previous life to be assigned to knead steamed buns in the cafeteria of No. 2 Middle School? This demand is so high that it's going to cost me my life..."
Duang.
There was a sound of someone going up the stairs.
The voice arrived before the person.
"I want 150 steamed buns! Ten big meat bones, two pots of meat, five cans of chili sauce... Oh my god, hurry up! You guys are so hungry, are you all pigs? And you want to come in groups?"
It’s Uncle Zuo who has come!
Wan Lixiu moved so swiftly that he could steal a bell without blinking an eye, and had already spit a few mouthfuls of saliva on the steamed buns in the big basket in front of him.
"Puff puff!"
Then he looked at Zuo Xiaoduo smugly and said, "Robbery?"
Zuo Xiaoduo, who was about to show off his power and reach out to grab the steamed bun, suddenly had his eyes widened and then jumped three feet high: "Damn, Wanli show you're good, you have guts... It's not easy to come up with such a lose-lose idea... You wait, you and Long Yusheng, be careful, you wait for your master Zuo!"
Long Yusheng's face fell immediately: "What does this have to do with me?"
"Your wife made me angry, of course it has something to do with you!"
Zuo Xiaoduo watched Wanlixiu's steamed buns pile up higher and higher, swallowing his saliva all the time, and really felt getting hungrier and hungrier.
"I can't believe that you, Wanlixiu, the daughter of the governor and a rich lady, are so vicious! You even dared to put the action of spitting on the steamed buns into practice, you are really..." Zuo Xiaoduo was still indignant.
"If I don't criticize you, you will rob me... Everyone knows your moral character."
Wan Lixiu said disdainfully, and then handed over his meal card: "Master, give me another 120 steamed buns."
Even Long Yusheng's steamed bun was drooling, he looked very proud and in high spirits.
Zuo Xiaoduo was so angry that he jumped up and down.
"Okay, okay, you wait, you wait..."
"Long Yusheng, as a grown man, you actually ate a steamed bun that someone spit on. I feel ashamed for you. How can you be so shameless... Isn't it disgusting!"
Long Yusheng rolled his eyes and said, "That's my wife's saliva. I don't dislike it at all."
Zuo Xiaoduo was furious. Yu Moyan, Li Changming and Li Chenglong were all speechless. They were already so hungry that their eyes turned green, but they had to eat dog food before they could get food.
Wan Lixiu turned around and asked Yu Moyan and the other two: "Do you want me to help you get food?"
Zuo Xiaoduo immediately looked at the three people with a murderous look and gritted his teeth.
Yu Moyan shuddered immediately: "No, no, Boss Zuo, you go first."
Li Changming was also angry but dared not speak and stepped aside. Boss Zuo walked up majestically and took over Wan Lixiu's position: "One hundred and fifty... No, I'm angry today, one hundred and seventy!"
Only the intellectual Li Chenglong was quick-witted. He said, "Boss Zuo, you seem quite clever on weekdays, why are you doing something stupid now? Who are you? You are the famous Master Zuo in Phoenix City. If you just say a word, people who want to ask you to read their fortunes will prepare a lot of food in a matter of minutes. But you still want to compete with us for food. It's a loss of status, style, and atmosphere. Oh... It's horrible, horrible!"
Zuo Xiaoduo was stunned when he heard this.
Huh
What Zhongzhong said makes sense.
I will take out some time every day at noon to go out and tell people's fortunes. As long as I spread the word, I believe that lots of people will come to me with delicious food. I can combine eating and fortune-telling in one, which saves time and I don't have to compete with these people for food. This is really worth considering!
Well, but I have to wait until after today’s meal to consider it. We’ll talk about it then!
…
The big table that could originally accommodate twenty people for dining together was occupied by six people including Zuo Xiaoduo. The steamed buns on the table alone piled up like a small mountain, and with the various meats and vegetables, it was a dazzling sight.
If someone who doesn't know the situation takes a look, they would wonder how this family can have enough food for a whole year
Six people were eating without saying a word the whole time. They lowered their heads and stuffed steamed buns into their mouths one by one. The scene can only be described in one sentence: six starving ghosts reincarnated!
The atmosphere at the table began to thaw only after everyone had eaten seventy or eighty steamed buns.
"By the way, the day after tomorrow is my birthday."
Wan Lixiu said: "It just so happens that my dad has been having a bad time recently, why don't you all go to my house to have some fun? I have invited you all."
Zuo Xiaoduo covered his wallet cautiously and said, "Let me make it clear first, I don't have any gift money or gifts for you!"
Wan Lixiu was speechless: "Boss Zuo, you now earn more than one million yuan a day, can you not be so stingy?"
"Stinginess is my virtue!"
Zuo Xiaoduo was not ashamed but proud: "You don't sting, he doesn't sting, and none of you sting... If I don't sting, then won't we just let others take advantage of us for nothing!?"
The other five people sneered.
This statement is the most shameless in the world!
“Boss Zuo… it’s just a birthday present…” Yu Moyan reminded, hinting at something.
Zuo Xiaoduo didn't notice and said majestically: "I never give gifts to people... I never give gifts to women... Hey? Right! I never give gifts to women, unless that woman is my wife!"
Zuo Xiaoduo actually found a reason and was very proud of himself for a moment: "So I can't give Xiuer a gift."
"No gifts, that's fine."
Wan Lixiu snorted and said, "Those who have gifts can leave it as it is. Those who don't have gifts can perform a show to liven up the atmosphere. How about that?"
Long Yusheng quickly raised his hand and said, "I have a gift." Then he looked at Zuo Xiaoduo with contempt.
Yu Moyan raised his hand: "I have a gift too!" Then he looked at Zuo Xiaoduo with contempt.
Li Changming and Li Chenglong said in unison: "I will prepare a gift!"
Then they all looked at Zuo Xiaoduo with contempt.
Zuo Xiaoduo hesitated for a long time, struggling to make a choice between his wallet and his face.
Finally, I feel that face is nothing. Can face be exchanged for money
I, Zuo Xiaoduo... What's the point of having face
As soon as he thought of this, his mind suddenly became clear, and he said, "I've decided that I should prepare a small show."
(End of this chapter)