"Listen!" Seeing that the stall owner had already held the table as if he was pretty good, Yun Ge pointed at Pan Jinlian and said solemnly to the stall owner: "Her husband is the one who is prostitute girl and beats people and makes sandbags, and spends money as much as rainy days..."

Seeing that Yun Ge bragging about "blocking", Pan Jinlian immediately "picks up the pole and gets through" and said to the stall owner with big thumbs up: "There are many mistresses and beautiful girls, and they have won high-quality tycoons many times, and they often deal with outstanding, rich, handsome, etc...."

Brother Yun didn't wait for Pan Jinlian to finish his words, but took the lead and said to the stall owner: "I have been on the list of top ten richest people for five consecutive years..."

When Yun Ge said this, he glanced at Pan Jinlian quietly. Pan Jinlian immediately understood and stared at Yun Ge with him, staring at the stall owner with serious matters, and said in unison word by word: "Xi, Gate, Qing!"

The stall owner couldn't help but tremble in fear, and said to the two of them in a fuss, "Xi...Ximen Qing, really...really?"

"I'll use personality to guarantee it!" Yun Ge slapped the stall owner's chest, then pretended to say, "Hey? You seem to have heard of his name?"

"This is not a big deal! The great local tycoon, who ranked first in the Song Dynasty, doesn't know who is the name of the great local tycoon? "Are you wrong? The tycoon is so arrogant and rich, so you will prostitute a girl and cheat when you see money. His wife can still stand on the side of the pot with a slutty sucking fragrance even if you can't drive away? Such a big local tycoon can still wear such a "tumao" brand clothing with local characteristics?"

Seeing that the stall owner's eyes were filled with suspicion of himself, Pan Jinlian immediately said, "Is it because I once stood in front of the pot and sucked the fragrance, and you have doubts about my true identity?"

The stall owner nodded and said, "That's just one of them."

Pan Jinlian pointed at the pot and said, "Then do you know the real inside story of me standing there and observing carefully with my eyes and breathing with my nose?"

"Is there any need to ask?" said the stall owner: "That's because you are the color, fragrance and smell of beef vermicelli from my 18th generation, and you are firmly trapped like stocks. You can't escape by throwing around and swaying!"

Pan Jinlian thrust her chest hard, waved her tender arms vigorously, and said very simply: "The answer is wrong!"

Pan Jinlian's move made the stall owner confused: "Your correct answer is..."

"The correct answer is that my rich woman has a more real identity, that is, the inspector of this food inspection!" Pan Jinlian pointed to the pot and said, "I am standing there and it seems to be sucking again. It is definitely not that some stocks are trapped, but that they are performing inspection tasks."

After saying that, Pan Jinlian pointed at her eyes and mouth and nose with her hands and said, "It is to use my eyes that are sharper than the eagle with a small head and a nose that is more sensitive than the green head flies to check the things in the pot, whether the quality is up to standard, whether the hygiene meets the standards, and whether the additives are over the standard!"

The stall owner was shocked and said anxiously: "Really?"

Pan Jinlian said: "To be honest, this health inspection was conducted secretly, and I was secretly investigating and interviewing!"

The stall owner shouted in surprise: "Really?!"

Pan Jinlian pointed to her clothes and said, "Otherwise, I, a rich and rich woman in white, can dress so rustic and so rustic? I wear this way, it's just a secret investigation of the work needs!"

The stall owner widened his eyes and shouted in more surprise: "Really?!! So, the wife is still working part-time?"

Yun Ge, an expert who could still cheat food and drink, did not work for more than ten days. Seeing that Pan Jinlian performed so well, he was immediately encouraged. He immediately pretended to be garbage and pulled a cart to tell the stall owner: "Which rich concubine and mistress are not a single official or half in the key department of the yamen?"

After Brother Yun said this, the stall owner dared not disbelief. He hurriedly said to the two: "Oh yes! That's what I said, the little one just didn't know about high-end goods and made a mistake!"

Seeing this, Pan Jinlian immediately stood up and took a step, her fingers were gentler on the stall owner's forehead, and then said in a threatening tone: "I would like to notify you! It is not the most serious thing to know about high-end goods."

The stall owner was so scared that he rushed forward to the forehead that was pressed against Pan Jinlian's tender finger, and then opened his eyes to Dali and said, "What's more serious?"

"You have completely exposed our secret operation!" Pan Jinlian said: "This consequence is the most pornographic and violent."

Yun Ge pretended to Pan Jinlian in time and said, "I have a responsibility for this. I asked you to use the instrument to directly investigate with your eyes and nose, and accidentally showed your trump card."

After saying that, Yun Ge turned to the stall owner and said, "Businessman, you can't carry it clearly, but you can't understand it after reading it. I've been slow to bring the food up, which makes me..."

"Now!" Pan Jinlian used a second-hand stall and said to the stall owner: "The secret operation has been made public. What do you think you can do?"

"If they were in a 'performance show', it would be impossible for them to be so realistic. If it was really an undercover visit from the yamen, then... it would be better to believe that there was something than to believe that there was nothing." The stall owner observed Pan Jinlian and Yun Ge's expressions and movements. Thinking of this, a large number of flattering and enthusiastic smiles suddenly appeared on his face. He first bowed to Yun Ge five times, then bowed to Pan Jinlian six times, and then looked at Pan Jinlian's nose, eyes, eyebrows and other parts on Pan Jinlian's face, and said, "I really don't know if I don't look at it, I jumped around when I saw it! The young man had learned the ma-yi art of eight years and three days, and it was not until this time that Mingtang could be seen from the beautiful woman's face."

Pan Jinlian was stunned and said, "Can you see Mingtang on my face?"

"Yes!" The stall owner pointed to various parts of Pan Jinlian's face in a flattering manner and said, "Your Yin Tang's hair is as white as tofu, your cheeks are as red as peach blossoms, your eyes are as bright as light bulbs, and your ears are as curly as wontons. That is the best combination of facial features that only a rich woman can appear."

Pan Jinlian pointed to her face and said, "So, my face combination is good?"

"Not good, it's too amazing! Among the 100 million beauties, at most, one face that is as perfect as you!" The stall owner patted his chest with coquettish patted his chest, and then hesitated from decisiveness: "You two can not only...you can eat first, but also...you can..."

"How is it okay?" Pan Jinlian stared at the stall owner with her eyes, thinking that the second half of the sentence that the stall owner would say was "You can also get free of orders."

The stall owner really wanted to have a chance with these two "inspectors", but when he said that, he felt that he had paid two bowls of beef vermicelli soup at once, which was too much, and it would inevitably lead to a certain degree of insomnia. So he changed direction halfway, and what appeared eventually became: "You can also sprinkle more additives."
Chapter completed!