Chapter 1059

The other party said with a smile: "Tan Ming, this porridge is so miraculous as you said, of course I want to come and see it. I know how this porridge is. I have eaten all kinds of delicacies in the world, but such fragrant porridge, I have never tasted such a unique porridge. I am fascinated by the taste, so I must have a sip!"

"Mr. Gu, are you sure?" Tan Ming just remembered, this fat man is a complete foodie! Foodies who claim to eat all over the world!

Mr. Gu smiled and said: "Of course! I know what's in my heart, so you should get out of the way first."

Tan Ming smiled bitterly and said, "I just want to tell you that the host Fangzheng never lies, and he is never stingy. He said the porridge was bad, so it must be bad. Otherwise, why do you think other people don't want this porridge?"

"You know Fangzheng, but I know food! I believe my taste buds won't lie to me. Well, little mage, I want it!" Mr. Gu raised his hand high and shouted.

Hearing this, Hong Haier smiled slightly and said, "Who else is the main benefactor?"

With Mr. Gu taking the lead, some hesitant tourists finally couldn't bear the temptation of the fragrant porridge, and raised their hands one after another, expressing that they wanted it.

Someone asked Song Ergou in a low voice: "Boss Song, do we want it?"

Song Ergou shook his head resolutely and said, "If someone else told me that the porridge was bad, I would not believe it. But since Fangzheng said it, I would believe it! Don't! Wait!"

The tourists who followed him also seemed to trust Song Ergou very much, but Song Ergou said no, so they also gave up. I just looked at the dozen or so people who went up to get the porridge with a bit of reluctance and greed.

Mr. Gu didn't bring a basin, not even a bowl, but he was smart enough to temporarily empty a big kettle. Put it directly in a water bottle, although it may not be the most, but this thing keeps warm.

After making the porridge, Mr. Gu happily took the porridge and retreated to the side. When he lifted the lid of the pot, a strong fragrance wafted out. Mr. Gu took a deep breath, feeling refreshed all over his body, as if all the taste buds began to protest at this moment, wanting to eat!

Many people gathered around at the same time, looking at the porridge in his pot eagerly.

Mr. Gu laughed and said, "It smells so good! Is the porridge you drank last year as good as this?"

Everyone subconsciously shook their heads.

Mr. Gu said proudly: "That's right, this year's porridge is even better than last year's, and that already explains everything! Besides, what's worse is that it's well-cooked. This year's porridge is better, but it's a boiled What’s wrong? I think this is a brand new way for mages to divide the porridge! Otherwise, there are so many of us, how can we divide the porridge?”

When Mr. Gu said this, many people were tempted. No matter how they thought about it, they felt that what Mr. Gu said made sense.

Some tourists started to go to buy porridge one after another, and the tourists around Song Ergou also cast a questioning look.

Song Ergou was actually a little moved, but he firmly believed in Fangzheng, so he said: "No matter what others say, I only believe in Fangzheng's presiding! Living Buddha, he will not lie to us, will he?"

"The problem is, it seems that the host Fangzheng didn't say this himself, but the little mage Jingxin said it himself." A tourist murmured.

Song Ergou said: "Anyway, I believe them! If you can't help it, you can go to buy porridge, but after that, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Everyone thought about it, and in the end, a group of people ran over to get porridge. On the contrary, the villagers of Yizhi Village have been standing there steadily. Their thoughts are the same as Song Ergou's, and they firmly believe in Fangzheng's words!

However, there are always exceptions to everything.

For example, at Chen Jin's house...

Chen Jin said angrily: "You brat, come back!"

Chen Jin's nephew, Chen Qiang, didn't listen, and ran towards Honghai'er with the big wrist in his hand, saying at the same time, "Uncle, you are the one who asked to go up the mountain to drink porridge, but you don't drink the porridge when you get to the mountain, what are you doing? I think what that brother said is quite reasonable. This porridge must be good porridge. It is a special way of distributing porridge. Use some means."

Facing this disobedient nephew, Chen Jin's mouth almost twisted in anger. He pointed at Chen Jin and said, "You will regret it later!"

"Forget it, the only thing I regret is that I didn't listen to you and brought a bigger container. This bowl is a bit small..." Chen Qiang said disapprovingly.

Soon, Chen Qiang came back with a big bowl. Smelling the fragrance in the bowl, he laughed and said, "Uncle, would you like some drink?"

"Hmph!" Chen Jin snorted coldly, and was too lazy to talk to him.

Others swallowed secretly, no matter whether the porridge was cooked badly or not, just this taste really makes people move their index fingers! All of them wished they could rush up and grab a bowl to drink. But in the end, they still took a look at One Finger Temple, and held back.

Seeing this, Chen Qiang curled his lips, he couldn't understand why these people are so stupid! Don't drink the delicious food you see with your own eyes, don't grab the beauty in front of you, but believe in a word that has no guarantee!

Although Fangzheng is amazing, Chen Qiang has always felt that to be a human being is to be realistic, and the benefits you get are real benefits! The rest are nothing but illusions. Similarly, Mr. Gu also thinks this way. As a businessman, he pays more attention to what he actually gets, especially when the thing is obviously very good, he will not miss the opportunity! In addition, he also had a bold idea, even if the porridge was badly cooked, so what? When the porridge came out, he would go and ask for it. If he had the audacity to go there, how could he not give it to him with the same audacity? Even if you don't give it to him, won't he buy it? Money can make ghosts turn the millstone, even if they can't push the Living Buddha, these villagers can always push one or two, right?

The two people's small calculations were clattering, and the sound of drinking at the same time was extremely loud, as if they were afraid that others would not hear them. At the same time, take a sip and praise: "It's delicious!"

When the others heard the words, they turned their heads one by one, and said to themselves: "These bastards are too beasts! What do you mean by drinking yours and greedy us? Damn, there is no moral... Well, this porridge is really delicious ..."

Seeing a group of people gulping down their mouths, Mr. Gu and Chen Qiang subconsciously looked at each other, and then smiled at the same time. Apparently both guys were playing pranks, and they both had similar tastes.

Seeing this scene, Xu Xun cursed in a low voice: "These two bastards! The Living Buddha will take care of them."

Ma Yuan said: "They will regret it!"

If it is said, who trusts Fang Zheng the most, one is Song Ergou, and the other must be Ma Yuan. He was pulled back from the death line by Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng had absolute trust in him.

Therefore, when Honghaier said that the porridge was bad, he believed it without any doubt, and just waited for the finished porridge to come out of the pot.

Tan Ming almost meant the same thing...

Just then, there was a loud noise behind him.

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