Chapter 89 Marshal slaughters the fat sheep

Mi Kun and Liu Qingqing don't care about the inner thoughts of the people around them, and the new pharmacists under them have been replaced wave after wave.

Finally, the first round of competition was over. There were indeed quite a few good seedlings, but Mi Kun wasn't interested. No matter how good the seedlings below were, they couldn't compare to the one next to him. The others were small seedlings, while Liu Qingqing was a small tree.

There is absolutely no comparison!

Liu Qingqing looked at the people below with boredom, and occasionally fed some snacks to Mi Kun next to her. Mi Kun didn't know how to write the word polite, so the people below were competing with Mi Kun and he never stopped talking.

The aroma of the snacks was like a small hook, catching the hearts of the pharmacists nearby. It was so fragrant. However, they were all people who cared about their reputation, so they stared straight ahead without looking to the side.

But Mi Kun was not one to keep a low profile. Not only did he eat those small snacks, he even cracked some sunflower seeds! The other pharmacists were watching the newcomers' performances on the stage, while Mi Kun was just beside them, cracking some sunflower seeds.

So they felt like a mutant rat had crawled out next to them, making clicking sounds non-stop. Before long, the clicking sounds were playing in a loop in their minds.

It's simply poisonous!

Finally, one of the Alliance's pharmacists couldn't help himself and slammed the table in front of him, causing a loud bang. Everyone around him was caught off guard and shuddered, their gazes turning to him.

He seemed to have suddenly come to his senses and his momentum weakened. Then he finally realized the difference in status between Mi Kun and him, and then he spoke weakly:

"Master Yao, you've been eating snacks for so long, you must be thirsty, right? Would you like a glass of water?"

Then he handed the tea in his hand to Mi Kun. He felt so bitter! Why did he suddenly slam the table in front of the chief?

But the snacks he ate seemed delicious. I don’t know where he bought them. He wants some too!!!

Mi Kun snorted and devoured Liu Qingqing's exclusive roasted sunflower seeds with great enthusiasm. After spitting out the shells, he looked at the pharmacist with a half-smile.

"How dare you give me that cup of tea in your hand that has been brewed countless times?"

The pharmacist blushed, feeling very aggrieved. Why was Mi Kun still so dissatisfied? If it weren't for changing the subject, he wouldn't have been willing to give it to her!

Then he saw with his own eyes that Mi Kun gave his apprentice a look, so his apprentice took out the glass jar again and quickly made another cup of tea for Mi Kun. Halfway through, Mi Kun seemed to want to show off and asked Liu Qingqing to make it stronger.

Then the overbearing tea fragrance of the mutated tea tree spread out indiscriminately, and the surroundings were gradually filled with a refreshing tea fragrance, which could even be smelled in the audience seats.

The onlookers who were originally whispering to each other paused for a moment when they smelled the tea fragrance, and suddenly started to make a noise.

"What's that smell? It smells so good!!!"

“It makes me feel relaxed physically and mentally.”

"My Hua family will offer 100,000 star coins to find the source of the fragrance."

"My Mu family is offering 150,000 star coins to find the source of this smell."

"My family..."

Well, the bidding for this fragrance has started. Feng Ze smiled faintly in the golden seat near the competition area in the audience.

As soon as he smelled the smell, he knew it was caused by his little apprentice, but it must be Mi Kun who was fanning the flames, as he was the only one who liked to stir up trouble.

However, this is enough to show that Feng Ze knows Mi Kun and Liu Qingqing very well.

Although Feng Ze's smile was faint, it didn't stop the people around him who were familiar with him from having their heads pounding with fear. What the hell? The Big Devil actually smiled today!!!

They couldn't help but tremble. It was definitely not a good thing when the big devil laughed. They didn't know which unlucky person was targeted by him.

The imperial admiral on Feng Ze's side was also very curious when he saw Feng Ze like this. He didn't know what this old rival was thinking that made him laugh so happily.

"Marshal Feng Ze, you seem very happy today!"

Feng Ze's smile faded, and he replied in a polite and distant tone:

“No, you read it wrong.”

I don’t know how the organizers of this year’s conference arranged it. They actually arranged Alliance Marshal Feng Ze and Imperial General Nangong Liufeng together. Are they afraid that a fight will break out at this conference?

When Nangong Liufeng heard what Feng Ze said, his body stiffened. As expected, Feng Ze did not give him face!

"You seem to know the source of this fragrance?"

"No, you're mistaken."

“…Can you introduce me to someone?”

"No, you're overthinking it."

“…”

Nangong Liufeng shook his head helplessly, his smile slightly bitter:

"Marshal Feng Ze, I mean no harm. I just wanted to ask if I could buy some. My grandfather's birthday is coming up in a few months."

Nangong Liufeng was originally a pretty boy, even looking very weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him down. However, Feng Ze sneered at his appearance.

It's not that I look down on his weak appearance, but who is a very powerful person pretending to be so weak? To use Liu Qingqing's words: We are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are you pretending to be like this? [Note]

But Feng Ze thought about what Nangong Liufeng had just said. If it was to buy...

Feng Ze thought of his little apprentice's money-loving look, and the smile on his lips suddenly became even brighter.

Nangong Liufeng was startled by Feng Ze's smile, wondering what Feng Ze was planning. Then he heard Feng Ze say:

"I can tell you the source of this fragrance. It's just tea leaves. Are you sure you want it?"

Nangong Liufeng hadn't figured out what Feng Ze was planning yet, so he nodded stiffly at Feng Ze.

"Tea? Is this a new variety of tea that smells so good?"

"Yes, but if you want to buy some back home, you need to be mentally prepared. After all, there is only one channel, so the price will be very..."

Nangong Liufeng naturally understood what Feng Ze didn't finish saying. The high price was not a problem, but no matter how he looked at Nangong Liufeng, he felt like he had fallen into a trap.

Nangong Liufeng looked at Feng Ze with a bewildered look in his eyes. Was this still the serious and emotionless Marshal Feng Ze he knew? Could it be that the Alliance had arranged for someone to tamper with the bag?

If Mi Kun were here, he could explain everything to Nangong Liufeng very well. Now the way Feng Ze looked at him was obviously the same as the way Liu Qingqing looked at a fat sheep.

His eyes were full of: Come on, come on, hand over all your money.

How should I put it? Feng Ze has become a bit of a bad person in the past ten years of being with Liu Qingqing. If he were the person he was before, he would never let himself become like this.

But now Feng Ze didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Is there anything wrong with cheating a fool's money and giving it to his own apprentice?

The Nangong Shazi Liufeng on the opposite side

“…”

However, at this moment, Nangong Liufeng had only one thought in his mind: Dear Marshal, could you please stop laughing? It's scary!

[Note] I first heard this line in a Spring Festival Gala skit, performed by Ms. Cai Ming. Little spinning top!

【Small Theater】

Feng Ze: "Oh, a strong man has to pretend to be weak, despise him!"

Nangong Liufeng: "...Don't blame me for not reminding you, look behind you first..."

Liu Qingqing: "What do you despise? The wind is too strong and I can't hear you—" [Fingers are crackling]

Feng Ze: "Wife~ You're the best, I love you the most~" [Kneeling down with a plop]

Feng Ze: "Wife, look at me and see if I'm kneeling properly."

[Note] This short story has nothing to do with the main text. In the main text, Marshal Feng Ze would not kneel! After all, a man's knees are made of gold. The heroine would not want a man who kneels at every turn, even if it is her who is kneeling.

(End of this chapter)