Infinite Waste Pick-up System

Fang Yuan frowned and said in a cold voice, "he almost became your brother-in-law? I think he is a rogue

This is Fang Yuan's first impression of Liu Fan.

"Yuanyuan, there's no need to be angry. This kind of person is doomed to be unpromising!"

Bai Xiaofeng followed Fang Yuan's words and said, staring at Liu Fan's back with disgusting eyes.

Heart: Code of tea, drink you!

When the tea came up, Liu Fan only took a small cup of tea from a pot, put it in his nose, and then tasted the tea.

The enjoyment surprised Bai Xiaofeng.

"Liu fan, have a cup of tea and pretend to be your sister..."

Before Bai Xiaofeng finished, Liu Fan interrupted him.

"Write it down, he pays!"

Liu Fan pointed at Bai Xiaofeng to the clerk.

Bai Xiaofeng was speechless.

Fang Yuan looked at Bai Xiaofeng and said to the assistant with a sneer: "a rag picker can come to this high-end tea house to drink tea. I don't think your tea house is very high-end either."

When Bai Xiaofeng heard the speech, he immediately took a strong attitude: "that is, how can you let this kind of people in your teahouse? It's really cheap."

One of the shop assistants was stunned and faltered: "you didn't buy him a drink..."

"You believe what he says. You are so simple, brother!"

Fang Yuan seems to find fun, sarcastically.

"Xiaoyuan, what happened?" A little eyed man with a Wolverine like hairstyle came up.

"Boss, this is it..." The little brother of the shop assistant came up to the owner of the teahouse and whispered a few words.

The man with small eyes listened and looked at the three people in front of him again. He seemed to understand what was going on.

Liu fan is still shaking his head and tasting tea.

"I'm sorry, two. I'll invite him out right away."

The man with small eyes twitches when he sees the garbage bag beside Liu Fan's feet.

"Sir, please settle the bill first."

The owner of the teahouse was polite on the surface, but cold on the face.

Liu Fan naturally heard their conversation just now.

He slowly turned around, holding the cup and spitting a mouthful of Pu'er tea back in front of the owner of the tea booth.

"Is this the good tea in the high-end teahouse? It's really high-end! "

The teahouse owner's eyes narrowed when he heard the speech.

It's not just about not paying.

"What do you mean?"

Bai Xiaofeng and Fang Yuan are almost ready to laugh. The goods are still loaded.

Liu Fan disdained to smile, bent down to pick up a delicate packaging bag and handed it to the teahouse owner.

"Go ahead and soak it for me, if you really have a vision."

The owner of the teahouse took it with a straight face, opened the bag face to face, and was stunned to see what was inside.

He bowed his head and smelled, then twisted one carefully and chewed it in his mouth.

Suddenly his face became complicated and he looked at Liu Fan in shock.

"This, this is Dahongpao?"

He had drunk it at a tea party, but he felt that the Dahongpao was more advanced.

Liu Fan looked at the boss's change with a smile, and then said: "it's worthy of opening a teahouse. This is the authentic top Dahongpao. I usually drink it as a drink. After all, it's worthy of my identity."

After that, he looked very sad.

"But, you're not picking up junk..." Teahouse owner wants to talk but stops. Who can pick up the rags and take out a kilo of Dahongpao?

“no，no，no！” Liu Fan shook his finger and sighed: "picking up junk is just our hobby. There's no way. We're so poor that we only have money left. We can only come out and do some public welfare."

The boss of the tea booth is grinning. How can the owner blow so much?

After hearing Dahongpao, Bai Xiaofeng and Fang Yuan were also surprised.

They can't afford to drink things that cost tens of thousands of yuan.

"Liu fan, how can you have this kind of good tea? Pick up the rags!"

Bai Xiaofeng gritted his teeth. He felt guilty when he said this.

"Or you stole it!"

Fang Yuan agrees that she can't stand being beaten in the face.

The boss of the teahouse looks at Liu Fan in the wrong way again