Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

Chapter 38 If you don't send her away sooner, I can assure you that your unique skills won't last half a year

Speaking of this, Luo Li gave Lu Zhen a hard look, "Thank you for being so brave! The cake I bought is not as big as my hemorrhoids."

Jiang Lao and Ping Dai sat across from each other, laughing hard.

Just when the atmosphere was getting along very harmoniously, Lu Zhen's ears moved slightly, and the smile gradually deepened on the corners of his lips.

He snapped his fingers, called the waiter, and said in a gentle voice, "Hello, it's time to serve the pot."

After the waiter went down, Luo Li looked at Lu Zhen with a look of looking at a dead person, "You dare to serve the food in advance before the Lord Buddha comes! What an official prestige~"

Lu Zhen pushed his head away from his eyes, and said in a flat tone, "They have already come."

Luo Li thought that Lu Zhen had received the news from Buddha, so he had no doubts.

Just after the words fell, a waiter's orderly voice came from the door of the private room, "Welcome Buddha."

After hearing this, the people inside quickly adjusted their clothes, sat upright, and faced the door with a standard smile.

I saw the man sitting in the wheelchair wearing a black shirt, his handsome face was indifferent but looked dignified and cold, but for some reason, a button was inexplicably loosened from the neckline that was still neat in the afternoon, revealing the cold white collarbone and delicate sculpted chest. Jawline, people can not help imagination.

The owner of Mengxian Tower, Meng Xian, pushed Feng Lingche in with a flattering smile, and when he saw the other people sitting in the private room, he almost cracked the corners of his mouth to the ears!

Except for Lu Zhen, the other three people would be able to set off a boom in the entertainment circle if they were taken out casually. He couldn't help sighing, "The small shop is really flourishing!"

Being able to see the Buddha in the imperial capital, Meng Xian felt that he was stepping on cotton under his feet, as if he was drunk, so that when he saw Wen Yang again, he was suddenly startled, thinking that he was too excited and died suddenly on the spot and flew to heaven.

After all, how can there be such a beautiful fairy in the world?

He immediately ordered the manager of the lobby, "Bring me the Scotch vodka in my collection. Today I want to have a drink with Lord Buddha and Mr. Jiang! Hahaha~"

The lobby manager almost bit his tongue. He dragged the ecstatic Meng Xian out of the private room, and whispered to his ear, "That wine costs more than 600 million a bottle!"

Meng Xian suddenly woke up. He covered his mouth with a look of horror, "I just said to take out what?!"

The lobby manager looked at him helplessly, and said he was the boss...

Meng Xian almost slapped himself in distress, but the words have already been said, how can there be any reason to take them back?
In desperation, he had no choice but to cry and say to the lobby manager, "Remember to add some water to my bottle later..." He tried to drink a few more glasses.

Fortunately, after a small episode, the process of eating was very pleasant.

Only after Meng Xian had two glasses of vodka mixed with water did he realize that the little fairy who had just followed Feng Lingche was going to collaborate with Mr. Jiang in a play.

He raised his glass with a smile, looked at Wen Yang, "Miss Wen, then I wish you a successful audition."

Wen Yang replaced wine with tea, "Thank you for your good words."

Feng Lingche also drank a lot of wine, and he shook the crystal clear wine glass in his hand, his eyes were dark and hard to distinguish, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At first everyone was still affected by Feng Lingche, and they were a little cautious, but after drinking, they became drunk and gradually became more courageous.

And they found that Feng Lingche really seemed to be here for dinner, and he hardly said a word the whole time.

Until, Wen Yang brought a bowl of black juice and put it in front of him.

Feng Lingche turned his head and frowned slightly, "What is this?"

Wen Yang raised his face and propped his snowy cheeks, and said with a smile, "This is the hangover talisman water, after drinking it, you won't get a hangover."

When Luo Li heard it, he quickly moved his head to look over it, "Is there such a good thing? I'll have a bowl for Miss."

Feng Lingche gave him a slash in the eye, Luo Li was so frightened that he woke up halfway from the wine, and sat down beside Lu Zhen obediently, "Forget it, let's not bother the little fairy."

After Luo Li sat back, Feng Lingche picked up the bowl, took a tentative sip, and then drank it slowly.

Wen Yang: "How is it?"

Feng Lingche paused with his fingers, put down the bowl, "It's okay."

Wen Yang smiled happily, "This is the first time I tried to make a hangover talisman, and I didn't expect the effect to be so good."

She looked at the other four people in the room with great interest, and asked, "Does anyone else want to drink? 200 a bowl."

If the effect is good, it will just be used when opening a restaurant to sell wine in the future.

Now these few people were a little eager to try. Seeing that Feng Lingche curled his lips and said nothing, they all added Wen Yang as friends and transferred money to her.

After a few minutes.

"Ouch...Xiaoxian...vomit, you...vomit—"

Several people were out of breath, their faces were sallow, and they didn't feel better until they vomited out all the wine tonight.

God damn hangover talisman, I vomited all the wine, so I don't have a hangover anymore!

"Little fairy, did you put feces in the wine..." Luo Li asked while rinsing his mouth, this hangover talisman smelled like Chinese medicine, why did it taste like a stinky ditch after drinking it!
He looked at Feng Lingche, who was sitting beside him with a calm expression, and couldn't help stretching out his thumb in praise, "You are indeed a Buddha! I am absolutely not jealous that you have come to this day!"

Meng Xian was amused by his description, but after he tasted it, he didn't feel exaggerated at all, and even added, "It still smells like stinky feet..."

So the others vomited again...

Wen Yang looked at them in bewilderment, and tried to take a bite with his chopsticks, wondering if it was such an exaggeration?

Then her face changed.

There was an instant admiration in the eyes looking at Feng Lingche.

... She is not jealous either.

The room was in a mess, but fortunately everyone had eaten enough, Wen Yang and Ping Dai went to the bathroom together, Lu Zhen also excused that he still had work to do and left first, so Jiang Lao got up and went to the front desk to pay the bill.

But he didn't want the lobby manager to smile and say to him, "Buddha has already married just now."

Jiang Qifan showed surprise on his face. He had been in love for many years, and he was meticulous in his heart. He probably guessed that the reason why the Buddha invited this meal was to let him take care of Wen Yang in the future, so he remembered this favor.

in the bathroom.

Wen Yang was waiting at the door, just in time to meet Yang Qian who was dirty and ran in carrying a bag, followed by a female ghost dressed as a maid.

So he stopped the person, "Ma'am, do you want to tell a fortune teller? You are not allowed to accept money."

Yang Qian was drenched in soup by the passing waiter just now, she was feeling a little bored, and said in a slightly bad tone when she heard the words, "I'm sorry little girl, I'm not in the mood right now, please excuse me."

Wen Yang knew that it was very abrupt for her to speak like this, but she could tell from the blue and sunken nose of the woman in front of her that her ancestry was weak and could not be sheltered by her family. If the hall is damaged and yin qi is entangled, people will also be troubled by diseases, and their lives are in danger.

Regardless of the other party's tone, she grabbed Yang Qian's sleeve and said in a deep voice, "A maid died saving you two years ago, and now you owe her a life. If you don't send her away sooner, I can assure you, You will only live for half a year."

(End of this chapter)