I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 1755 Mr. Fang's Guest
Wu Feng didn't want to spend too much time talking with these people at this time, and planned to spend some money to send them off first.

By the side of Old Liu Tou, Wu Feng also learned a little more cleverly, knowing the truth that money can make ghosts turn around.

The yelling voices of those big men quickly alarmed the old men standing not far away. It happened that Mr. Fang was also among the group of people. He first glanced at Wu Feng and Old Liu. , and then whispered something to those old men, and the old men nodded, and Mr. Fang just cupped his hands and walked towards Wu Feng and old Liu.

"What's the matter? An eminent monk came to our village, why are you making such a noise?" Mr. Fang said very dignifiedly.

When those big men saw that it was Mr. Fang, their expressions softened immediately, and one big man said: "Oh, it's Mr. Fang, there are two passers-by here, and if they insist on breaking into our ancestral hall to join in the fun, they can't be driven away. The brethren are telling them to get out of here."

"No need, I invited these two guests, and they are also capable people, so just let them stay in the yard." Mr. Fang said again.

"Ah? It turned out to be Mr. Fang's guest, what a disrespect and disrespect! Why didn't you say it earlier, I'm so sorry for you two!" The man quickly changed his face again, facing Wu Feng and Lao Liu. He bowed his head and said.

Wu Feng and Old Liu froze for a moment, didn't speak, just nodded, and then gave Mr. Fang a grateful look.

Mr. Fang nodded calmly to Wu Feng and Lao Liu, and then walked back to the group of old people.

At this moment, the fat monk was already sitting in the small pavilion, and the seven or eight Taoist priests behind him also took their seats. There were some vegetarian meals on the table, but all of them were removed and replaced with big fish. Big meat, whole chickens and ducks, and even half-pulled roast pigs, and several jars of dusty old wine were placed on the stone table.

I don't know where the effort is at this moment, where is it getting so much food, doesn't it mean that the village is afraid to raise animals?

However, this is not what Wu Feng and Lao Liu are considering.

After the fat monk and several Taoist priests took their seats, Li Zheng, Mr. Fang and others took their seats with several old people.

As soon as the fat monk sat down, his big eyes stared at a table full of food and drink, and he was so greedy that he was about to bleed out. He rubbed his hands, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and then put the He put his big fat hand on his chest and rubbed it vigorously for a few times before he laughed loudly and said, "Yes, you Xisipo are indeed rich people, good wine, good food and good people. I like it very much. I haven't seen it for a long time. It’s time for such a sumptuous meal.”

After all, the fat monk was not polite, and directly grabbed the half of the roast pig closest to him with his hands rubbing ashes, broke off the pig's hoof, and put it in his mouth. When I ate it, it was really ugly.

"Master...you drink some wine, eat slowly, don't choke..." At this time, a thin and flattering voice sounded, and everyone looked up, and saw that Li Huaishui had already opened a jar of good wine Yes, I poured a bowl full for the fat monk.

While chewing the pig's hoof, the fat monk agreed vaguely, nodded repeatedly, then picked up the wine bowl, and drank the wine in one gulp.

Then, Li Huaishui smiled and poured another bowl for the fat monk very respectfully.

Seeing this Li Huaishui, the faces of the old people in the village, including Mr. Fang, all fell down, especially Mr. Fang, who showed the most obvious performance. He even let out a cold snort. Disdain.

(End of this chapter)