After speaking, Xiling Che turned his head and glanced at Feng Muchi and Beiling Tuo proudly.

The fists of the two hanging at their sides suddenly tightened, and the urge to beat people was pressed by gritted teeth.

"Amazing, really amazing, you go pick first, I'll see what other people do. Feng Muchi, the Eighth Prince, Fu Bo, what about the three of you? ”

Feng Muchi and Fu Bo's signing chips are not small, but the gap is a little big compared to Xiling Che's.

As for Beiling Tuo, he spread his hands and turned his head in embarrassment, he really didn't want to admit the fact that he lost the bottom.

"Little Miss, the slave is the one who won for you."

Seeing that Fu Bo handed over all the lottery chips, Xia Tan'er smiled slightly, took the lottery chips, counted them in her hand, and then returned some of the lottery chips to Fu Bo.

"This part is won by yourself Fuber, you must be tired of sitting here and playing mahjong for me for so long, go and choose some dim sum mats, it is justified."

"Thank you, little miss."

Xia Tan'er smiled and nodded, and when she saw that Fu Bo was happy to get a snack after appreciating it, she looked at Feng Muchi and Beiling Tuo.

Xia Tan'er only glanced at Feng Muchi, and Feng Muchi obediently went to get snacks and enough food and clothing, and Xia Tan'er and Beiling Tuo were left here.

Xia Tan'er walked up to Beiling Tuo and stuffed the remaining lottery chips in his hand into Beiling Tuo's hand, Beiling Tuo was stunned for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Xia Tan'er again, then looked at the lottery in his hand, and then looked at Xia Tan'er with a suspicious expression.

"What are you doing, you're giving alms to this palace?"

"I'm pregnant and can't eat too many sweets, it just so happens that His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince is a guest of the Lu Mansion today, and I, as one of the masters of the Lu Mansion, should also do my best to be a landlord, so His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince can you give a look at my craftsmanship and see how my craftsmanship compares with your Beiling dim sum?"

What he said gave Beiling Tuo a great deal of face and gave him a reason to eat snacks, and seeing Xia Tan'er raising his eyebrows at him, Beiling Tuo couldn't help but purse his lips and smile, but he pinched the lottery with an arrogant face.

"Hmph, since you said so, then this palace will give you a taste of face."

"Okay, His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, please."

Xia Tan'er made a gesture of invitation to Beiling Tuo, and looked at him with a smile on her face.

For Xia Tan'er's politeness at the moment, Beiling Tuo was very useful, and after taking a plate from the tray in the hand of the maidservant next to him, he proudly walked among several people to choose the snacks he wanted to eat.

The matter of the cloth was smoothly arranged and coaxed these people, and they didn't notice it much, this series of scheming was really tiring, but fortunately it was successfully completed.

Xia Tan'er finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then waited for Xia Ling's actions from the Lord of the Valley.

At this time, he was leaning on the table and thinking about the next layout, Xiling Che walked over to Xia Tan'er with a large plate of dim sum.

"Sister, Ah Che has taken a lot of things, Ah Che can't eat them all by himself, sister, you and Ah Che can eat together."

"Huh?"

Xia Tan'er glanced at the dim sum that Xiling Che had taken, and her fear of this person in her heart rose to a higher level again.

He was able to accurately select all the snacks she liked to eat, and even the tea that was necessary to drink after eating sweets was ready, and the most important thing was to put a few tea leaves and a few red dates in the tea, which only she knew about the habit, Xiling Che knew it clearly.

This man is terrible!