Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Troubles of the First God of Food in Heaven

is worthy of being a famous strong woman in the business world, and a casual sentence is a business opportunity.

"It was originally given to you, it's a bit unpleasant" Qin Feng was a little embarrassed.

Fang Ruolin spread her hands and said, "If you have a better way."

Looking at the eldest sister and aunt who were already red-eyed, Qin Feng could only choose to accept it.

"Everyone, be quiet, I think everyone has already felt the effect of this mask, good or not, everyone has a rod scale in their hearts, I don't need to say more."

"Next, in order to conform to the public opinion, I will hold an auction meeting on the spot, there are only three chances, the highest bidder wins, what do you think of this?"

Qin Feng cleared his throat and said to everyone at the scene.

"Just waiting for your words, I am bound to get this mask" "Is this fair, today the old lady is out of the house, and she has to slap the mask in her hands" "Don't rob me, who shoots the mask and who is in a hurry?" "Just like your bear, you don't pee and take pictures, do you have the ability to take money?" "How can you curse this shrew?"

A group of aunts are gearing up, waiting for the next auction meeting.

Looking at the atmosphere of the scene, Fang Ruolin smiled slightly: "Congratulations, Mr. Qin, then you just wait to count the money."

Qin Feng didn't expect that this small mask would have such magical power, and it would cause a brawl if it was produced.

"But I have no experience in presiding over auction conferences, so why don't you trouble Mr. Fang" Qin Feng looked at the aunt in the audience and his head was big for a while.

A good auctioneer should have a good grasp of the lot.

And how to maximize the value of the mask depends on the auctioneer's on-site dyeing power.

Qin Feng doesn't understand anything, although he has a sharp mouth, he can only flirt with beautiful women.

Fang Ruolin shook her head: "I'm afraid I can't help you with this." ”

"Why is that?" Qin Feng wanted to cry without tears. "Because next, I'm going to bid with them," Fang Ruolin chuckled.

These three masks, she is determined to get, in order to avoid falling into her mouth, she can't help it.

Fang Ruolin couldn't count on it, so she had no choice but to catch the ducks on the shelves, so she took it hard.

Qin Feng didn't have a better way, looking at the crowd in the audience, suddenly, his eyes lit up. "How did I forget this living treasure?" Qin Feng was overjoyed.

He squeezed into the crowd with an arrow step and walked to the side of the beggar Wu Liang.

This guy hasn't woken up from the huge shock just now.

Wu Liang took out a broken mirror from his arms and observed the handsome guy in the mirror over and over again.

Until now, he feels like a dream, how did he become handsome?

With this face, who will be a beggar in the future.

I want to pick up girls, I want MM. "Are you still satisfied with this pair of looks?" Qin Feng asked evilly. "Ah, boss, how did you do it, my admiration for you is like a surging river, and like the Yellow River flooding out of control" The beggar Wu Liang saw Qin Feng jumping high.

"Hurry up, I can't stand you" Qin Feng only then knew why Tang Yingjun was almost killed by Sun Monkey.

This kind of nagging is unbearable even a god.

Although Wu Liang nagged, this guy was a good person: "Boss, what do you command?" ”

"Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief" He secretly thought in his heart that he must guard against Qin Feng.

"Do you want to do a business?" Qin Feng temptation.

Wu Liang looked at him like a thief: "You won't trap me again, right?" ”

"You have no conscience, return my mask," Qin Feng threatened.

"Don't be angry, you have something to say" Wu Liang immediately softened. "I'll hire you to be my mask auctioneer, and when the time comes, you can just shout hard for me, can you do it for a thousand yuan?" Qin Feng made a number that he couldn't refuse. "Talking counts?" "Tong Suo is not deceived, deceiving you is a puppy" "Okay, deal"

Qin Feng smiled, at this moment he looked like an old fox.

Taking advantage of the time to temporarily set up the auction table, Qin Feng walked to the side of the lounge, leaned against the wall, looked at the crazy eldest sister and aunt, and calmed down a little.

He really didn't expect that Fairy Chang'e's waste mask would have so much magic.

If he can get a large number of them, then he will really send them.

took out his mobile phone and clicked on the circle of friends to take a look, Tianting No. 1 group is particularly popular today.

Lei Gong: Extra, extra, big news, yesterday I heard my loser say that Chang'e Fairy is playing with fried golden flowers.

Lu Dongbin: It's true, my peony even canceled my appointment, and the Lun family is so lonely.

Sun Xingjun: Houtu Niangniang is very powerful, and the magic weapon and pill have won countless in one night.

Ziyang Zhenren: According to the grapevine, a certain fairy even lost all his underwear.

Jinguang Jiedi: It's so exciting, it's really like going to see it.

Big Dipper: Strong and eager to blow up the golden flower, who can give me a playing card.

Si Ming Xingjun: The rhythm of crying, after three disasters and nine tribulations, the days ahead are really boring

Qin Feng only took a cursory look, and at least hundreds of immortals had become braindead fans of the fried golden flower.

It can be imagined how boring ordinary immortals are, if it weren't for the big boss who cares about Heavenly Court, so many immortals would have already flown to Guanghan Palace in a murderous manner.

The qi of gambling quickly spread in the Heavenly Court, and more immortals will fall in the future.

This situation is what Qin Feng is particularly happy about, because only in this way can his business become bigger and bigger.

Ignoring these brainless fans for the time being, Qin Feng continued to look at the circle of friends.

At this moment, the mental activity of the First God of Food in Heavenly Court attracted his attention.

God of Food: What should I do, what should I do, Zhao Gongming, you are a second goods that can kill me, I don't know how he got Tianluo fried fruit and lung-clearing phlegm soup (fried dough sticks and soy milk), now not only Taishang Laojun likes it, but even the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother have heard about it, is this to play with me?

If he can't complete the task this time, not only will his reputation as the number one god of food in Heavenly Court be lost, but it is estimated that he will not be able to be an immortal.

The God of Food has really not thought about food in the past two days, and he is almost stunned, but until now he is still at a loss.

Interesting, it seems that business is coming to the door again, and Qin Feng is interested. "What's so difficult about this, Zhao Gongming's things are all given by me, if you want it, I can consider giving you a little"

The God of Food, who was sighing and sighing, suddenly heard Qin Feng's voice and stood up suddenly.

"Dare to ask what the immortal is called, how do you know what the little god thinks"

The god of food counted on his fingers, damn it, it was blank, and he couldn't help frowning, the other party counted him, but he couldn't count it, it can be seen that this person has long been blinded to the heavens, and his cultivation is still above himself.

"You don't need to know this, in a word, I can give you Tianluo fried fruit and lung-clearing and phlegm soup, but the ancestor needs something, are you willing to exchange it?"

Qin Feng was too lazy to pretend to be mysterious, so he went straight to the point when he came up.

"As long as the immortals can help the little god get through the difficulties, even if it is a cow and a horse, even if the little god smashes the pot and sells iron, he will definitely repay your great kindness."

The God of Food was really forced to go to Liangshan, and he couldn't afford the anger of the bosses in Heavenly Court.

So, even if it was a once-in-a-million opportunity, he wanted to give it a try.

Qin Feng smiled lightly, it seems that this guy listened to it: "Don't worry, Ancestor, I only need the most ordinary, that is, the most immortal, you see if there is any, send me a few first"

The least immortal? Daisen's actions are really different.

The God of Food was in trouble for a while, the ingredients here are the best in Heaven, if you want to find something without immortal energy, it is really difficult to find, and the great immortal is really different.

Suddenly, he stared at a big black cauldron, that thing was his child, the defective product that had been refined, and there was definitely no immortal energy. "Ancestor, how can Xiao Xian teleport to you?" He doesn't have the ability to move things with one hand. "Just say my name in your heart"

According to Qin Feng's instructions, the God of Food silently recited the name of the ancestor in his heart.

The strange world, until he was about to fall asleep, the black cauldron was still in place.

Qin Feng on the other end of the phone, the flowers waiting for him were all thanked. "Your mobile phone is in arrears, please recharge in time so as not to affect your call" Suddenly, a mobile phone reminder came.

Your uncle, Qin Feng is also drunk.