I'm sorry, you saw it?!

Uncle Qin thought about this in his mind, and if he had said it, there would be nothing to say afterwards.

Although, the other party never believed in his own treacherous things from the beginning.

However, it is completely different from others not believing in it or admitting it yourself.

For example, if you have committed a crime, the police think you have committed a crime but there is no evidence, and you don’t admit that you can buy a train ticket home for the New Year.

If you admit it, you will have to spend the rest of your life in prison.

At least that's what Mr. Qin thinks.

Moreover, Liu Feng is just a dull guy. To put it down-to-earth, he is a dead house and will not get up until ten o'clock every morning.

How could I see that I usually go up the mountain to apply fertilizer at 6 o'clock in the morning?

Could it be that this kid really has research on ginseng?

Uncle Qin suddenly felt a little panicked.

But after all, he is an old fox who has been around for a long time.

Although he was very nervous, he was silent on his face.

"You guy is talking nonsense. Look at this stripe and this ginseng beard. How can your pesticides be used in your home? You bought your expert certificate!" Mr. Qin defended loudly.

It seems that speaking loudly seems to increase his confidence.

I'm not a shit expert at all.

Liu Feng complained fiercely in his heart, but he did not directly tear down Mr. Qin's platform. Although he couldn't stand his fooling people over the past three days, he had been a neighbor for so long.

It’s good to dismantle the platform or something, just stop it when you can. If you continue to go deeper, it will be unnecessary.

He is a bad friend and not an enemy.

"This kid must have bought the expert certificate. A Bing, let's continue to say, when you were in school, I treated you very well. Half of your girlfriends were introduced to you by your uncle."

Speaking of this, Mr. Qin looked sighing.

In the blink of an eye, so long passed. The young boy of that year grew up in a blink of an eye. As Mr. Qin looked at A Bing, the camel-red sunset fell on A Bing's head through the window.

I could see a hint of green outside the house, as if I had invisibly put on a green hat. The green green looks very beautiful, and Mr. Qin narrowed his eyes.

"Abing, don't care. This person is like to remember the bitterness and sweetness when he is old. I tell you, this is called not forgetting one's roots!" Mr. Qin said with a point of view.

Drama master!

This was Liu Feng's first feeling, and then he sat down without waiting for Mr. Qin to greet him.

There are three dishes and one soup on the table. It is rare for Mr. Qin, who has always been stingy, to take out four dishes to greet acquaintances. Could it be that this old man wants to make a big profit this time and stop?

He looked at Uncle Qin with a slanted eye.

Uncle Qin wrinkled his muscles on his face and looked bitter.

"If you hadn't needed money in urgent need of money recently, you would have sent this wild ginseng to the auction house. How could you take advantage of me?" Mr. Qin said, "You have taken advantage of me."

"Okay, uncle, I won't be playing with you anymore. I can accept your 'wild' mountain ginseng." When he said the word 'wild', the man who called Abing increased his tone.

What it means is self-evident, everyone present understands it.

"Thank you so much. Oh, with this money, I can retire with peace of mind. Abing, you uncle, I did not read you wrong!" Uncle Qin's face was really thick.

He pretended to be stupid and rubbed his hands, and said with a greedy face.

"Yes, half a million, this is the maximum amount I can call."

"Sold, sell!"

Before A Bing could continue talking, Mr. Qin shouted.

"I heard that you have a health formula in your hand." At this point, A Bing paused.

Smart people mostly speak halfway.

Just know the remaining half.

"Oh, the young man started to lose weight at a young age?" Uncle Qin was not angry, but instead asked with a despicable look on his face.

"Your uncle, I tell you that this person is middle-aged and has wolfberry soaked in the teacup.

You are young, if that thing doesn't work, there will be a green forest on your head." As Mr. Qin said that, he glanced at Abing's head.

Through the red sunset, the shadow of the tree outside the window seemed to have become greener at this moment.

"Puff~"

Liu Feng squirted out a sip of wine.

Mr. Qin's mouth.

Too bad!

But health formula?

Uncle Qin has that thing?

Could it be the ancestral formula of xx experts, the ancient formula of Miao doctors, the unique formula of old Chinese medicine doctors, etc.

With Mr. Qin's character.

It's hard to say.

However, it's not your business.

I thought this old guy called him to treat him to dinner or something, but I didn't expect that he would just bring himself to be an actor.

I, Liu Feng, is the kind of person who cheats?

The most important thing is that if you don’t communicate with yourself in advance, you don’t know how to divide the CD. I’ll make a chicken.

And this person named A Bing is not a good person either.

If Mr. Qin really has any useful ancient formula in his hands, he would like to buy it at 150?

You should know that sometimes a Gu Fang can revitalize a company.

Five hundred thousand is indeed a little less.

Anyway, the businessman industry is actually a trick, you lied to me and I lied to you, and Liu Feng didn't want to participate too much, and speeded up the elimination of food on the table.

The Eye of Devouring was running wildly in his body, constantly converting the excess impurities in his body into a force that strengthens the body.

Although the speed of becoming stronger is very slow due to the suppression of rules, it cannot be resisted for a long time, and this speed can still be constantly increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although I didn't feel much strengthening of my body at this time, I don't know if it was due to the psychological effect. Liu Feng felt that he was so energetic.

It tastes good when you eat it.

Well, the taste of this chicken stewed mushrooms is really good. Although Lao Qin is involved in everything, he knows the principle of never getting tired of eating fine meat and fine meat.

This tastes much better than what you make yourself.

Eat more and you don’t have to go home to make it yourself at night.

"In my opinion, you are just having sex too much, why don't you come to me and I, and I will do it for you to do it well?

Did you see that this guy is my patient, he has a strong capital, and he can hold the ball every morning!" He didn't care about A Bing's face, which was getting darker and darker.

Liu Feng put down his chopsticks and looked at Lao Qin with a bad face.

God, I am your patient, your whole family is a patient.

Labor and capitalists call it the little white dragon in Langli, and the Ruyi pillar of the sky. Do you want to regulate it?!

"He... isn't he an expert?" The tattooed brother behind A Bing was stunned and asked honestly.

"Aren't experts all part-time jobs these days? Patients are their jobs."

Mr. Qin's lies are just open.

"Bang~"

"Okay!" A Bing slapped the table with anger on his face.

Liu Feng can actually understand this. Whoever is so angry when he is teased like this. He has to use a watermelon knife to kill Mr. Qin.

Damn it!

Σ(⊙▽⊙”a

Watermelon knife? I'm really ready to cut it!

Liu Feng was about to pick up the food and stopped the chopsticks, but the young man behind A Bing reached out and took out a watermelon knife from his crotch, and stood behind A Bing fiercely.

"Uncle Qin, I, A Bingjing, are old, but it doesn't mean I, A Bing, have no temper!"

A Bing stood up and said with a broken face.
Chapter completed!