The security guard shook his head and said: "Boss, no one believes what you said. Can a person eat from a porcelain bowl? How about you eat one and show it to me?"

The boss was stunned for a moment. Yes, there is really no way to explain this clearly. How could that short boy eat the porcelain bowl and still have nothing to do?

There are no surveillance cameras in his store, so as long as that person doesn't admit it, he really has nothing to do with that person.

Fei Long ran to Mo Huasong and said, "Boss, I never thought you were as smart as me. In fact, I also thought of this trick to deal with that black-hearted boss, but you said it first."

Mo Huasong rolled his eyes at Fei Long. If Fei Long had such ability, he would have told him so early, why would he still tell himself with a grimace that he had no money?

Feilong is not an ordinary thick-skinned person. With such a weirdo around him, something will definitely happen.

But before Mo Huasong asked Fei Long to go away, Fei Long had already said: "Brother, you are my boss now. You can't drive me away anymore. You can't keep your word."

Mo Huasong was a little speechless. Fei Long was right. As a Taoist, he must stick to his word and not go back on his word, otherwise it would damage his Taoist heart.

Mo Huasong nodded and said: "Okay, you can follow if you want, but how is your stomach? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No need. I used to be poor. I could eat whatever I had. No matter what I ate, I couldn't die." Feilong patted his thin chest and shook his head.

"Well, follow me." Mo Huasong had no choice but to walk forward. "If you want to leave me, I can give you a sum of money."

Fei Long glanced at Mo Huasong and felt that he didn't have much money, so he might as well just follow him and eat and drink for free.

So, Feilong shook his head desperately and said: "No, I want to follow you, the boss. But from now on you will let me eat, drink, whore and gamble."

"What?" Mo Huasong was angry.

"Slip of the tongue, it's about food, drink, housing and transportation." Fei Long quickly changed his words.

Mo Huasong walked to the front of a place selling medicinal materials. As soon as he entered, he asked: "Boss, do you have any good medicinal materials here? It is best to use old ones. The older the better."

A middle-aged man came out, glanced at Mo Huasong, and said disapprovingly: "Our pharmacy is very famous in the medicine garden. How can we not have good medicinal materials? But can you afford it?"

"I have money, just bring out the good things." Mo Huasong disagreed. The most important thing he lacks now is money.

"Okay." The middle-aged man glanced at Mo Huasong and asked the waiter next to him to get a 500-year-old ginseng. "One million."

Without saying a word, Mo Huasong immediately transferred the money and asked for this 500-year-old ginseng.

Although it's a little worse, it's better than nothing.

"Is there any more? One thousand years old, or even older." Mo Huasong said.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide. This young man was indeed a rich man.

I just spent the one million without blinking an eye.

"Boss, come inside, I have a lot of good stuff." The middle-aged man's attitude was now more respectful, and he hurriedly invited Mo Huasong and the others inside.

Mo Huasong and the others were sitting in the seating area inside. The waitress hurriedly poured them tea. There were some biscuits and other snacks on the tea table.

When Fei Long saw something delicious, he hurriedly picked it up and ate it without saying a word.

When the waiter had just finished pouring the tea, Feilong shouted: "Beauty, is there anything else to eat? Bring some more, there will be nothing left on your tea table."

"No more?" The waitress looked at the tea table in disbelief. She had just put a lot of biscuits and other things on it. Even if Mo Huasong and the two of them ate it, it would take a while to eat, and it could be their dinner.

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But when the waitress looked over there, she found that there were really no biscuits on the tea table, and there were many empty biscuit bags in the trash can.

Seeing this, the waitress had no choice but to go get the cookies again.

When Mo Huasong saw Fei Long ready to make a move, he couldn't help but ask: "Fei Long, haven't you eaten lunch yet?"

"Eat a little." Fei Long said with a bitter look on his face. "You don't know, your girlfriend just gave me a hundred yuan at noon yesterday. I ate several box lunches, but I wasn't even full."

Mo Huasong's eyes widened: "What? Even a few lunch boxes are not enough? How much do you want to eat in one meal?"

"Not much, just a little bit." Fei Long stretched out four fingers.

"Four big bowls of rice?" Mo Huasong asked.

There is not much rice in the lunch box now, only a small bowl. Although Fei Long looks a bit disabled, it is understandable that he eats four big bowls of rice in one meal.

"It's not four, it's forty." Fat Dragon said with saliva on his face: "Boss, you must let me eat enough from now on."

"Holy shit, forty bowls of rice isn't much?" Mo Huasong felt like he was going to faint.

If you let someone follow you, he is such a loser and may make you poor.

"Hehehe, not many." Feilong rubbed his head and laughed.

Mo Huasong really wanted to knock Fei Long unconscious with one punch. Who is this?

After a while, the waitress brought over a dozen packs of biscuits, and Feilong wolfed them down again.

The shop owner came over with a notebook and frowned secretly when he saw Fei Long's embarrassed expression.

If Mo Huasong hadn't readily paid one million just now, he would have thought that Fei Long was here to cheat him out of food and drink.

"Boss, look at the information here. Everything you want is here, including pictures." The store owner handed the notebook to Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong opened it and took a look, his eyes glowing with heat.

As expected, this drugstore has a lot of good stuff. There are several ginsengs here that are a thousand years old, and there is another one that is more than a thousand years old.

There are also some medicinal materials that are thousands of years old, all of which Mo Huasong needs.

"I want these." Mo Huasong pointed at the pictures with his finger, and the shop owner hurriedly wrote them down in his notebook.

After finishing writing, when the shop owner was about to calculate how much money there was, Feilong shouted: "Boss, do you still have food? Don't be stingy, this and I are big bosses, and we have plenty of money. You can take advantage of everything."

Bring everything to eat."

The waitress looked at the empty tea table, a little speechless.

This little boy was so good at eating that he ate those biscuits again.

The shop owner said to the waitress: "Go get the cookies again."

Mo Huasong ordered so many things just now. How much are those biscuits worth?

The waitress said with a grimace: "Boss, there are no more cookies in the back."

"This, that's it, I'll buy it later." The store owner didn't want to say more and hurriedly counted what Mo Huasong ordered.

For a moment, the store owner's face looked a little solemn, and he asked Mo Huasong cautiously: "Boss, it's a total of 1.53 billion. It's your first time coming to our store. I'll give you a discount. It only costs 1.5 billion."

"Five billion?!" Feilong was waiting for food with his feet up. When he heard the shop owner quoted this price, he was so frightened that he slipped from his chair and fell to the ground.

My dear, how much money does this young boss have?

If I had known he was so rich, I would have just asked him to give me 100 million and send me away.
Chapter completed!