Super System Plundering the Heaven

"Xing Meng is right!"

Li Wuzhen's eyes flashed with excitement, "With Ye Yu, this time I see how the old cow nose of Tianjizi can show off in front of me!"

Li Wuzhen looked at Ye Yu and said happily, "Sister Brother, the machine will come here in a few days. At that time, you have to support the brother and let me shame the machine!"

Ye Yu stared at Li Wuzhen with an expression of interest, and could not help but shook his head and sighed. How old is he like a child!

"That brother will look good! Then let them see and see, what is a god-level magic chef!"

"Uncle Ye Yu, can the power of qi and blood contained in this qi and blood eight treasure porridge still increase?"

Xing Meng looked at Ye Yu with a look of anticipation. "If you make more powerful blood and blood eight congee, my uncle may live a few more years!"

Ye Yu nodded, "Yes, but more medicinal herbs are needed! At least it must be more than ten years!"

Xing Meng's eyes flashed with joy, exclaiming, "It's easy to handle! Don't say it is more than ten years old, even a century-old medicinal material!"

Ye Yu frowned, "Oh? How can I get a hundred-year-old medicinal material? You need to know that it's not as old as the ancient ones, this year's medicinal materials are extremely rare!"

Xing Meng heard a smirk at the corner of his mouth, "It doesn't matter! This year's medicinal materials are still in the hands of many families in Beijing!"

"Exactly, tonight, Shenglong Auction will start the auction. Uncle, you are making a **** eight treasure porridge as a bid. At the same time, you will be designated to bid with medicinal materials! This time, you must have some blood from these families!"

Ye Yu's eyes brightened, and she nodded after thinking for a while, "This is indeed a good idea!"

Seeing Ye Yu stand up, Xing Meng shouted behind Ye Yu, "Uncle, the effect is not so strong, remember to drink more water!"

Ye Yu couldn't help but have fun, this Xing Meng, looks like a tiger back, so dark!

But I like it!

A small restaurant in the center of Yan Jingjing is located here.

The quaint restaurant looks very elegant, with ancient gratitude everywhere.

Cool breeze building.

Exactly the name of this restaurant.

Squeak!

The restaurant's wooden door was pushed open from the outside.

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes stepped in.

"Sir, can I help you?"

Seeing the middle-aged man looking around, a waiter asked with a smile.

"Oh, I'm looking for someone."

"What's the name of the person you're looking for? I'll check it for you."

"Smelling people's dreams, no, it's called Wen Meng"

The waiter Wen Yan inquired at the counter for a moment, then looked up and smiled, "Sir, please follow me, Miss Wen is at Mingyue Pavilion!"

Qingfeng Tower, Mingyue Pavilion.

A delicate beauty was sitting on a chair, holding her cheeks in one hand, and playing teacups in her hands in boring hands.

Tuk! Tuk!

"Come in!"

The dreaming dream was awakened by a knock on the door.

Squeak!

The middle-aged man walked into the atrium and looked at the boring Wenmeng with surprise.

"Mengyue you are here!"

The middle-aged man said apologetically, "Every second uncle is busy, Mengyue, are you anxious?"

Wen Meng watched Wenren's strategy calmly, smirking and said, "Second uncle, you are busy with business, why not see me if you don't have time?"

Wen Renjing smiled a little awkwardly, leaned over and sat opposite Wen Meng, turned his head and said to the waiter, "Go and get some special dishes, be quick!"

The waiter nodded and went out of the attic.

"Mengyue, what are you talking about? It's so hard for you to come back. Even if you are too busy, your second uncle will have time to meet you, right?"

Wen Meng looked at Wen Renjing and sneered slightly, "See me? I'm afraid I'll introduce you to another brother!"