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Chapter 347 Slapping Li Qianman in the Face at the Birthday Banquet (7)

"How is it possible? She..."

Yao Fang's face was full of disbelief, and she wanted to die, but fortunately, Li Yaoming stopped her with a look, and immediately pouted unwillingly.

Li Qianman and Li Qianxue's faces were also very ugly. They felt that the limelight was stolen by that bitch tonight, and now they can only hope that the things she gave won't catch the eyes of the old man and everyone else.

When the food box was opened, a super strong tea fragrance came to the nostrils. The smell was so intoxicating that many people inexplicably licked their lips and swallowed their saliva.

Finally, I took a closer look, and there were two tea eggs lying quietly in the food box.

"Pfft, did you make a mistake! You actually gave me two tea eggs? Thanks to her kindness." Yao Fang immediately burst out laughing.

Many people also echoed: "I'm the first one to see someone giving tea eggs at the birthday banquet, but it smells pretty good."

Li Qianxue also mocked: "There is no way, she has no money, so of course I can only give some worthless things, but this is too stingy, right? It looks like they are all less than 5 yuan."

Hearing this, Bo Qicheng raised her eyebrows and looked at her, sneered coldly: "5 yuan? I'm afraid I won't be able to afford it if I sell you."

Mr. Lan sniffed the fragrance desperately, swallowed his saliva with a greedy expression, and said to help: "The gift is less important than the affection. This kind of gift is priceless in my opinion."

"Young girl, are these the tea eggs you cooked yourself?" The old man liked it so much that he swallowed his saliva several times, and asked her with bright eyes.

"That's right, and this is not an ordinary tea egg. I named it Babao Heshou."

"Tsk tsk tsk, eight treasures to celebrate birthday? Isn't it just an ordinary tea egg? You can be stingy if you are stingy, and you have to say it so nicely." Yao Fang interjected again.

The old man Beitang gave her a sideways look, wishing that someone would throw her out, she must be sick.

Bo Qicheng straightened up, looked at the Li family with indifferent eyes, glanced at the faces of several people one by one, and said unhurriedly: "I heard that you gave 8000 million gifts?"

"Hmph." Yao Fang snorted triumphantly, which was the answer.

"Tsk, 8000 million is thanks to your kindness. It's not even as good as my two tea eggs. What's the air?"

"What do you mean by that? Does it mean that your tea eggs are worth 8000 million? It's so ridiculous."

Yao Fang laughed contemptuously, and many people also laughed, but they were a little confused, not knowing what Bo Qicheng said.

However, at this moment, the blue old man with a relatively sensitive nose seemed to smell something, and immediately exclaimed:

"My God, why do I seem to smell the tea aroma of Dahongpao, the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain, the tea aroma of Pu'er tea, the tea aroma of Jingua tribute tea, and..."

Not even caring about his image, Mr. Lan threw himself into the food box, wrinkled his nose desperately and sniffed, his eyes suddenly brightened, he couldn't believe it:

"It seems to be... the aroma of Handi Moutai? Am I right?"

Seeing this, the old man Beitang also wrinkled his nose and sniffed it, "I seem to smell the fragrance of my favorite West Lake Longjing tea? And it's the eighteen Yuqian trees with an annual output of only two taels? How is this possible!"

Bo Qicheng raised her eyebrows, she never expected that these old men's noses were so sensitive that they could smell them all, which is quite powerful.

(End of this chapter)