"Old man, you... are unusual! It seems that I misread you!"

"Did you see it wrong? Well, you saw it wrong!" The old man nodded very seriously.

"Who are you?" Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up instantly.

I wonder if the old man can know when he speaks his name.

For a moment, he was confused and quickly made up his mind—

Um!

Wait for a while, when the old man said his name, he would cooperate and shout:

"Expert!"

This way, it will appear to be cooperative!

To avoid being laughed at by this old man again, ignorant!

After his mind was settled, his eyes were looking forward like stars, waiting for the old man to say a name that shocked him.

Who knows—

"You underestimated my old man's appetite... How can these few steamed buns and a few pieces of meat be enough?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

The old man raised a small piece of steamed bun in his hand very seriously: "Look, after eating so much, I'm not 80% full, so you'd better get a few steamed buns."

Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched—

The old man obviously didn't want to tell the truth to him!

In such an occasion - don’t say it, just say it!

If he doesn't say it, he can't do anything!

If you don’t talk about anything else, you probably can’t beat it, so why just add a enemy?

At that moment, he stood up, gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, old man, you can..."

The old man stared at the eyes innocently: "What's wrong? I... said the wrong thing?"

"No!" Feng Chenglin changed into a smiley face in a flash: "I mean, I can't tell, old man, you are so thin that you should be able to eat..."

Turning around, he rolled his eyes silently.

"Wait, I'll get you a few more!"

"No, child, I don't have much money..." The old man's laughter was quite smug.

"Don't worry, I don't want your money!!" Feng Chenglin waved his right hand hard.

This old man is a treasure old man.

Moreover, it seems that they are friends but not enemies.

At least, at present, that's the case.

Since this is the case, it is naturally friendship first, and we will first "carry in captivity".

Ling Luoyu sat on the stone and looked at the people in front of the old ancestral hall from afar.

"San Young Master, are you really sitting like this?" Feng Chenglin sat side by side with her and frowned: "You just sit like this, aren't they going to suspect your bad intentions?"

"If they had this idea, it would be great!" Ling Luoyu shook his head and sighed softly: "What a pity, until now, no one has come to ask about my old ancestral hall!"

She looked slightly sideways, smiling.

"Fatty, you said, why is this?"

"Also why? Of course, they look down on you and us..." Feng Chenglin curled his lips indifferently: "In their hearts, we are two ants from that restaurant, which are optional...

…At most, when they feel hungry, we will serve them delicious food…just the chef!”

Who knew that Ling Luoyu smiled and shook his head with a smile: "If this is true, it would be great!"

"Ah?" Feng Chenglin was stunned for a moment, sat down, and looked at the person in the distance seriously: "Not this? What is that?"

"I'm afraid... they all know what the old ancestral hall is like and what to do, so it's insignificant about our external information!"

"... Then, if that's the case?" Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched, feeling a little unwilling: "We... are we considered to be irritating and leading the wolf into the house?"
Chapter completed!