"Feng Ge, this isn't nearly enough to eat. Aren't you ordering more?"
At that moment, the fat man, his mouth greasy and his table manners nonexistent, eating like a starving ghost, asked Qin Feng.
"Huh? Isn't this enough for us to eat?"
It was a huge platter of barbecue. Qin Feng had originally planned to eat until he was stuffed.
Now that the fat man had come, eating a little less should still have been enough for him.
"It's enough for the two of us, of course."
The fat man swallowed another two skewers.
"????"
Qin Feng was utterly dumbfounded.
"Fuck!!"
While Qin Feng was still stunned, the fat man grabbed another bottle of Top Grade Gold Flow Silk.
Gulp, gulp.
990,000 gold coins.
"Damn it!!"
Qin Feng snatched the bottle and hid it behind his back.
There had only been five bottles in total. He had opened one, and now only two unopened bottles remained.
His heart was bleeding!
"Brother Feng, so you really were secretly thinking about Jingjing!"
Suddenly, Qin Feng felt a chill down his back.
It was Oscar's hand!
He snatched the two bottles Qin Feng had placed behind him in the safe zone.
"Gulp, gulp—Brother Feng, how did you know I was thirsty? Not gonna lie, this stuff is really pretty good."
Oscar drank it straight away.
He finished it in one gulp.
On the other side, Tang San naturally did not stand on ceremony with Qin Feng's things.
Gulp, gulp—he, too, finished a bottle in one gulp.
The little jade bottle was not large, holding only one or two hundred milliliters, roughly the size of half a small bottle of mineral water.
990,000 gold coins.
990,000 gold coins.
"You... you guys!!"
Qin Feng felt like he was about to vomit blood!
What a bunch