After hearing what Dao Laoliu said, everyone looked at Fang Chen, wanting Fang Chen to give an explanation.

After all, the main producing area of ​​Wenwan walnuts, that is, hemp walnuts, has always been in the Yanjing, Jinmen, and Zhili areas. The two provinces of Sanjin and Sanqin also have good official hats and gongzi hats.

But I have never heard of any Wenwan walnuts in Central Plains Province.

Just when everyone was waiting for Fang Chen to come up with evidence, Li Qiming and Wu Maocai looked at everyone with pity. In their eyes, these people were just little white rabbits who didn't eat grass properly.

He had to fight tooth and nail to get into the trap set by Fang Chen.

Then the two of them looked at Fang Chen. They felt that Fang Chen was being deceived, and that he was even going further and further down the road of being a god. He was just regarded as a little god of wealth before, but now he was deceiving him about dragon veins.

If they hadn't known Fang Chen since childhood, they might have really believed in Fang Chen.

Fang Chen suddenly laughed again. Fortunately, he was prepared, otherwise he really couldn't explain it. He spent so much effort, spent tens of thousands of yuan, and even used military planes. Wasn't it just to prevent things like knife attacks?

Lao Liu and the like, a dead duck with a tough mouth.

It’s not that Fang Chen is a prophet.

For a new thing to be accepted by others, it naturally requires a large number of examples to support it.

Just like there was no health care product market in China at the very beginning, it was all created by the bombardment of advertisements and the testimonials of masters, miracle doctors, and so-called patients.

"Everyone, wait a minute."

With that said, Fang Chen walked over and whispered carefully to the projectionist.

Seeing Fang Chen's calm look, Dao Laoliu couldn't help but become nervous, "Are you going to show us a movie?"

The corners of Fang Chen's mouth curled up slightly, and a playful smile flashed across his face, but he did not speak.

Dao Laoliu took a deep breath, he couldn't be more impatient than a stupid kid, he wanted to see what tricks Fang Chen could come up with.

No matter what Fang Chen finally came up with, he would not admit it at all. After all, no evidence is seamless or perfect.

As the tape on the projector sizzled, a picture suddenly appeared on the screen.

The first thing that catches the eye is a continuous mountain peak with dense trees and green clouds. The mountains and rivers are gorgeous and the scenery is pleasant. Looking from a distance, the Yellow River flowing eastward is roaring incessantly.

"This should be Mang Mountain," said an old gentleman.

"Impossible. How could an ancient emperor choose such a small mountain as his final burial place? I don't believe it." Dao Laoliu insisted.

He had made up his mind today. No matter what Fang Chen released in the end, he would not recognize it at all.

Besides, he really didn't think that the series of peaks in front of him, which were neither towering nor unusual, were the famous Mang Mountain.

"This should be Mang Mountain. Although the mountain is not high, the soil is thick and the water is low, which is suitable for funerals. Therefore, there are many ancient emperors' tombs on Mang Mountain." An old man shook his head and said.

"This is Mang Mountain. Look at the Shangqing Palace on the mountain. It is said that this is where I made alchemy."

Someone pointed at an ancient building on Mang Mountain on the screen and said.

"Yes, there is Lu Zu'an and Xia Qing Palace. The mountain above is undoubtedly Mang Mountain."

A series of shouts of surprise and excitement immediately suppressed what Dao Laoliu wanted to refute.

Looking at Dao Laoliu's constipated expression, Fang Chen grinned, "You can't honestly admit your failure. You have to wait until your face is slapped and swollen over and over again, then you will be like a bereaved dog."

He ran away with his tail on his tail.

However, this is human nature. We will never give up until we see the Yellow River, and we will never look back until we hit the south wall.

Of course, even if Dao Laoliu honestly admits his mistake now, Fang Chen will most likely not let him go. He will eat what he sows.

Just like in later generations, Comrade Vladimir once said well that it is God's business to forgive criminals, and our mission is to send them to see God.

Therefore, Fang Chen's mission is to chase Dao Lao Liu away. As for other matters, they are not within Fang Chen's consideration.

"Even if this is Mang Mountain, you can't prove that you picked these walnuts from Mang Mountain." Dao Laoliu said with a strong breath.

Fang Chen sneered, this was a standard stubborn mouth, "I'll be there soon."

As soon as Fang Chen finished speaking, the camera suddenly zoomed in, and walnut trees covered with green bark appeared on the curtain, stretching continuously.

After a few breaths passed, Fang Chen, Liu Xiangyang, Li Qiming, and Wu Maocai appeared on the screen one after another.

Finally, it was fixed on the picture of Fang Chen holding walnuts in his hands and smiling brightly.

Looking at Fang Chen on the screen and then at Fang Chen in reality, Dao Laoliu's legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

His face looked ashen as if he were mourning his heir.

It’s over!

It’s all over!

Although he doesn't know what it means to have pictures and truth, in this film, Mangshan has it, Walnut has it, and Fang Chen has it.

This was so perfect that he couldn't even quibble with it.

Now his intestines are really wet with regret.

Originally, he could still have a stall. Although he wouldn't make a lot of money, he wouldn't lose money. Now it's all over.

Seeing the end of the picture, the blood in everyone's minds boiled instantly, and they couldn't help but rush towards Fang Chen.

"What kind of walnut are you talking about?"

"What's the price?"

"Do you have a certificate?"

…

In an instant, countless questions were thrown at Fang Chen.

Li Qiming and Wu Maocai rushed over and blocked the surging crowd for Fang Chen.

At this moment, they suddenly felt a familiar feeling, as if they were back in Luozhou. People were so crazy at that time, and they even smelled the smell of money.

At this time, no one was paying attention to Dao Laoliu, just like a dog lying on the ground.

Fang Chen smiled, picked up a walnut, and peeled it a few times. After removing the green skin on it, he then used a brush dipped in water to carefully clean off the remaining pulp on the surface of the walnut.

Everyone watched Fang Chen's every move with bated breath. Seeing Fang Chen's unskilled movements, some people wanted to snatch the brush from Fang Chen's hand, it was too slow.

It's really no wonder that they don't care about the variety of this walnut. From Fang Chen's series of actions, Dragon Vein, promotional videos, etc., they can already see that a walnut destined to be famous all over the world in the future, the Dragon Vein Walnut, is born.

As long as the quality of Fang Chen's walnut itself is not too bad, let alone something unattractive like a toad head, ingot, duck's mouth, or chicken's mouth, even if it is just a chicken heart, they are confident that in the near future,

Spread the reputation of Dragon Vein Walnut!
Chapter completed!