Tiandi Red Packet Group

Chapter 123 Zhang Sanfeng's Taijiquan

"Dad, what are you doing at home?"

After entering the house, Qin Feng found a gap and entered the kitchen.

The originally huge hall of the villa is now like a warehouse.

All kinds of cardboard boxes were piled up in every part of the hall, except for the aisle, there was no extra place to stay.

"Young Master Qin, you are back."

"Jing Haoming, is it your fault?"

"It's not Young Master Qin."

"What are these cardboard boxes?"

Don't even think about it, Jing Haoming must have bought it.

Doesn't this guy say he has no money?

How did you buy so many things.

Today, with soaring prices, even if there are so many boxes of soil, it may cost several thousand yuan.

"It's a little thank you from Hengchong."

Jing Haoming didn't blush, and said without heartbeat.

A little thanks?
boom!
Qin Feng leaned over and hit Jing Haoming on the back of the head with a fist, and shouted, "A little thank you?"

A house of boxes, if a little thanks.

What is real gratitude?
Jing Haoming was beaten, and suddenly said aggrieved: "It was originally. It was good, he bought me 100 million buns. Later, the wholesale department only had [-]. So, only one tenth..."

"Why did Hengchong give you buns?"

"Didn't you call and tell me that Heng Chong fainted in the abandoned parking lot and asked me to rescue him?"

"Didn't I call Zhang Kai?"

Qin Feng took out his mobile phone.

Ok.

He said helplessly.

Yes.

He actually called Jing Haoming on the phone.

It was my fault!

Qin Feng tried his best not to get angry.Otherwise, one slap can kill Jing Haoming.

This is a foodie, more edible than the pigs in the pen, not the marshal of the canopy in the sky.

"Where's my dad?"

Not wanting to get entangled, Qin Feng asked.

If Jing Haoming said that Qin's father was going to help him carry the buns, Qin Feng would definitely kick him to death.

"Uncle bought a steamer for me."

Zhang Kai said around his head.

Snapped!
When there was a disagreement, Qin Feng had no choice but to throw his foot away.

One hundred thousand raw buns?

To put it bluntly, one hundred thousand dough balls?

This is the rhythm of asking Qin's father to help him steam the buns for ten days and ten nights in the villa.

It's no wonder if you don't get beaten.

"Acridine!"

Jing Haoming was kicked and knocked over on the cardboard box. He rubbed his head and got up, and shouted aggrievedly, "Young Master Qin, why did you hit me?"

"I'll give you two choices. First, boiled buns; second, pork buns. Which one do you want?"

"Couldn't it be sizzle?"

"One hundred thousand steamed stuffed buns, one gas stove. What a waste of steaming. I can't finish it for ten days and ten nights."

"Let's have barbecued pork buns."

Jing Haoming was extremely wronged.

However, there is absolutely no way.

Now he is within Qin Feng's attack range.

As long as Qin Feng exerted a little force, his bones might fall apart, so he could only say aggrieved.

However, for those with a little bit of brain, it is not difficult to imagine that one hundred thousand barbecued pork buns can be made faster than steamed buns?
"go out."

Jing Haoming was about to talk, Qin Feng said.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng sent a message using the sound transmission stone given to him by the mountain god.

"Brother Qin Feng."

"Brother Qin Feng. What are you looking for us for?"

After a while, the water baby and the fire baby came.

Ask the seven gourd babies to make barbecued pork buns.

It is estimated that only Qin Feng could come up with such a clever plan.

Pointing to the steamed stuffed buns on the ground, Qin Feng said to one of the green and one green dolls: "Do you know how to make barbecued pork buns? Make all these buns into barbecued pork buns. Then you can't damage the things in the house."

"too easy."

"Brother Qin Feng. I will protect the house."

"The barbecued pork buns we made are my grandfather's favorite."

Huo Wa said a few words.

The water baby has already started spitting water.

"Brother Qin Feng, you go out for a while."

Qin Feng came out very consciously.

And, still outside, locked the door of the villa.

He didn't want Jing Haoming to know about the seven gourd babies, at least he had to do so for the safety of Baiwu Mountain.

"Young Master Qin. Why did you come out?"

Seeing Qin Feng coming out, Jing Haoming asked.

"I'll make char siu buns for you inside. You can wait here."

As he said that, Qin Feng wanted to take a walk in the distance.

Huowa said that grandpa loves the steamed buns they made the most, probably the steamed stuffed buns that no one has ever eaten.

He didn't want to smell a strong burning smell for a while, so it's better to walk away first, out of sight and out of mind.

"where are you going?"

"I'll go over there for a walk."

"You didn't lock the door. Don't let me eat buns."

"You keep talking. I'll throw all your buns into the river."

Qin Feng didn't talk nonsense with him at all.

However, make char siew buns!

Jing Haoming only hoped that Father Qin would come back soon.

There is no one in the house, who makes pork buns?
Total nonsense.

Besides, when making barbecued pork buns, can there be no cooking smoke in the chimney?Qin Feng was completely perfunctory and didn't even pretend to be tactful.

However, Qin Feng's last words made him dare not speak out.

The suburbs where rich people live are either big rivers or high mountains.

Normally, this place is called quiet.But sometimes, this place can also be called dead silence.

The sun was still shining brightly, Qin Feng was going to go to the mountain along the loess slope left by an excavator, and feel the joy of the birds.

With Shuiwa and Huowa making buns, he didn't plan to go back early.

"Friend Qin Feng. Do you want to run to the mountains?"

Qin Feng is still beautiful on the mountain.Unexpectedly, behind him, a joking voice came to mind.

He turned back.

Zhang Sanfeng is a fairy, with blue veins and white face, standing behind him very calmly and relaxedly, with a whisk in his hand, his whole body is domineering.

"You still want to kill me?"

"of course."

"You can't kill me."

"I'll show you my Tai Chi."

As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng stepped down.

Tai Chi Grandmaster——

Qin Feng felt a little scared in his heart, but he still acted very calmly.

He knew that people like Zhang Sanfeng were already unwilling to communicate more, and only wanted to kill people directly, and it was too late to find the mountain god now.

Therefore, he had no choice but to use up his true energy directly.

During the period of practicing qi and refining the foundation, the acquired qi can already be transformed into innate qi.

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng, who was born with two appearances and four images, Qin Feng didn't hesitate, he picked up a stone under his feet, secretly thought that the ax had regrets, and immediately hit the stone with his true energy.

"Tips for carving insects."

Didn't he know that Zhang Sanfeng said four words in a calm manner, and the stone turned into powder with his true energy, dispersed into dust.

"so smart?"

Absolutely can't fight!
If you fight, you might die.

Qin Feng once again had the urge to run away.

"no!"

It's too bad to run.

Besides, even if you run now, where can you go?
Father Qin is at home.

If Zhang Sanfeng couldn't catch him and went to Qin's father directly, the consequences would be even more serious.

After thinking for a while, Qin Feng turned his head and shouted: "Wait a minute, old man. If you have the ability, wait for me for a minute. I will fight you again."

"Ten minutes is 1 minutes."

Anyway, I can kill you at will, so what if I wait for you for a minute?
Qin Feng hurriedly went to Baidu, and entered in the search box: the nemesis of Tai Chi.

"Have it!"

Looking at the screen display, Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and he immediately opened the Tiandi Red Envelope Group.

(End of this chapter)