Xijiongqingfu saw him barely smile and politely asked himself to sit down. He put down his heart and looked at Li Yundong again.

Xijiongqing husband saw that Li Yundong didn't want his own donation, so he moved his heart to drink tea. You don't want my money. Well, anyway, you're in business. I drink the most expensive tea, order ten cups at a time, and pour nine out of one cup! You can't help me, can you? Now it's not a bribe for hongguoguo, is it?

With such an idea in mind, Xi jiongqing waved his big hand and let the younger brothers relax. The younger brothers were suddenly jubilant. Although most of them were rough people and didn't understand elegant things like tea art, this tea was unusual. It was made in the tea shop opened by King Bu Ming! Can ordinary people drink it?

Although it was not brewed by the king of the Ming Dynasty, it... It's not an ordinary tea!

These little brothers all ordered the most expensive tea and polished the top Huangshan Maojian stored in the store at once. Ziyuan looked at these big men from head to toe, chewing peonies and commenting on the quality of the tea. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

At this time, Li Yundong also knew what the other party's idea was. When he saw the little foxes running to tell him that the good tea was empty by them, he asked himself what to do. He immediately had an idea and whispered: "It's simple. Sell the rest of the tea to them at the highest price! They want to give money for nothing. I really don't dare, but they want to be the wrongdoer and give me money in business. Can't I push the money out? Go, go, these guys can't drink it anyway!"

The little foxes were all overjoyed. One by one, they laughed without a nose or eyes and went away.

Feng Na, Cheng Cheng and Chris, who came here, couldn't speak and smiled bitterly.

Before, the members of the Sasaki group knelt outside the pedestrian street and let the surrounding tourists see a lot of Western scenery. Some people looked at the three immortals curiously. They didn't understand what the origin of the store was and how they made such a show. It seemed like a show.

When one of the men passed by, he listened to the people around him. His heart moved, and he also wanted to join the fun and go in for tea. But a man walking with him painstakingly advised him: "Lao Zhang, don't go. This is a black shop. I went back once and almost didn't take my pants inside! This shop is very dark. Don't go!"

It was no one else who was talking. It was the man who was almost kneeling on the washboard when Su Chan and little fox got back in the pit of Di Sanxian tea shop. Today, he happened to pass by with his friends, but he saw many onlookers on the inner and outer floors.

They wanted to come forward to watch the excitement, but they didn't think that his companion wanted to throw himself into the net. He had no choice but to tell Lao Zhang his story. Unexpectedly, this remark aroused Lao Zhang's burning sense of justice. He said with a righteous face: "Are you kidding? There are such black shops in broad daylight? Is this still the world of the party? Are we still living under the red flag? I don't believe it. They dare to pit me in front of so many people!"