After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Chapter 971 Meeting Feng Yin
Feng Yin left.

There was no trace of sloppiness in walking.

Shuimusheng couldn't understand Feng Yin all of a sudden? Didn't she have something to do with them?
No.

Shui Musheng strengthened his judgment. He felt that he was still very accurate in judging people.

He suddenly smiled, understanding Feng Yin's plan.

This is probably because they are using the meat in front of them to hang them, right?
Shui Musheng shook his head secretly. Although it was delicious, it wouldn't be enough for them to ask for it.

But how did a girl in her twenties become so sophisticated and calm?
Shuimusheng didn't have much time to think about this problem because he had to divide the meat.

There are two pieces of Dongpo meat, which is actually quite big.

But there are also a lot of people.

There were five of him, and no one wanted to give in to the other. The two pieces of meat were divided into five equal portions, which was somewhat difficult.

Finally, under Shui Musheng's suggestion, the smallest portion could take away the broth, so he gave up.

The moment this hard-earned piece of meat entered his mouth, Shuimusheng wanted to cry.

The flag he had just set up was pulled out and thrown away by him in the blink of an eye.

This bite of meat is worth it!

So worth it!
If it weren't for the wrong timing, he would have wanted to chase him out now, begging Feng Yin to share him with him.

"Oh my God, God has treated me so well that I can still eat this mouthful of meat in my lifetime... Wuwuwuwuwu."

Xu Mingshan cried.

Xu Mingshan, who had not let go of the last bit of meat residue, slumped in a chair, looked out the door, and said in a dream: "How will I face other meat in the future, how will I live in the future!"

Xu Mingshan didn't really cry at first, but he became really sad as he spoke.

After eating such good food, how could he face such mediocre food?

At the same moment, there were several other people who were sighing with him.

The five people sat and stood and ate everything in the bowl. Even the soup was dipped in the steamed buns.

The residual taste in their mouths made them reluctant to take a sip of water, wanting to keep the taste longer. Mizuki sighed after savoring the taste on his tongue, looked at the four people sitting and asked, "Do you still want to eat?"

With a flick of the brush, he was burned by the burning gazes of the four people.

Okay, what else don’t you understand about this?
He sat down, broke it into pieces, and explained it to the four people.

"So, Feng Yin should have something to ask for, do you understand?"

After Shuimusheng finished speaking, the four people understood.

Calligrapher Xu Mingshan was the first to speak: "So, what should I give in exchange for a piece of meat?"

Du Lanting, a landscape painter, pretended to be thoughtful and said: "Can I give you money?"

Embroidery Wen Xuelan nodded and asked, "When will it be delivered?"

Hudashan was silent for a minute, stared at Shuimushan and asked, "You have seen it a long time ago, why didn't you keep her?"

Shuimushan looked at the four people speechlessly. Why was he wrong?
But they are all in their 70s and 80s and are too lazy to care about it that much.

"Old Guan must have her contact information. We'll find Old Man Guan to be the middleman——"

"no need!"

Wen Xuelan held her mobile phone in the middle of the five people and pointed at the photo on an encyclopedia.

"Feng Yin, isn't it? He's quite famous. The little girl has a hard time."

As Wen Xuelan searched, a lot of news about Feng Yin came out.

Several others took a look and searched with their mobile phones, and finally came to a conclusion: Feng Yin loves money and has many skills.

So, they want to send money?

When it comes to money, you guys are really not short of money.

Being able to buy delicious food with money is really the best deal for them.

Only Shui Musheng stared at Feng Yin's information for a long time, and he felt that Feng Yin would not ask for money.

Her plans are not small.