Han Qianqian did not know that he had made sure that there was no one around, that he had made sure that the surrounding area was peaceful, and that he had therefore dared to chat with the mountain beetle in private.
But what he didn't know was that behind the curtain, the woman in white had already taken in what he had said.
She beckoned slightly, and in a moment, the woman in green next to her gently lowered herself, listened to her whisper and nodded.
"Gentlemen, the lady has an order to change the question."
Change the question?
At these words, the crowd was shocked, but soon, some people's minds raced.
"Oops, how come we have to change the question for good reason? I was that close to remembering the answer."
"Me too."
"That's no reason to change the question."
I don't know which one of the little "wise guys" found an excuse for themselves, but the next group of people licked their faces and kept talking.
"The lady said that the first sentence was not as good as she had hoped, so she wished to change the question." Behind the beaded curtain, the voice rang out softly again.
"There is indeed something wrong with this question, otherwise, I would have answered it long ago." A man said softly and without the slightest shame.
As soon as he said it, the others nodded and responded.
Within the beaded curtain, the woman in green could not help but shake her head gently, but it was the woman in white, who nodded at her.
"Listen to the rain, rain live, live listen to the rain building also live listen to the sound of rain, sound drip, listen, listen, listen!"
"If you bull, you pick up again." Wearing a mountain beetle stuffed a chicken leg, full of care.
Han Qianqian smiled faintly, "Watch the tide, the tide comes, come to the Tide Watching Pavilion to watch the tide waves, the waves are heaving, watch, watch, watch!"
The pierced beetle frowned and looked at Han Qianqian oddly, "Shit, that's okay."
"Bowmaster Zhang Zhang bow, Zhang bowman open bow and shoot arrows, all arrows hit."
"Muzi Li Li Muzi, Li Muzi Li carves the bow, the bow is difficult to open."
"Flowering armour reopens, plus three seven years!"
"Ancient double celebration, an extra spring and autumn within."
"Qiu Qiu Qiu, you still have an autumn head, this is really going to autumn your old mother." The pangolin said in a depressed voice, then got up and hugged his small table, gently moved out of the way.
Following the bastard's eyes, Han Qianqian realised that he was cold.
At this moment, two waitresses with a smile on their faces slowly walked over, while a group of gentry young masters who had long ago been dumbfounded by the question out, could not help but strangely follow the waitress's gaze and slowly look over.
"My lord, the young lady has instructed that her daughter's syrup be specially sent for you to taste."
"This is brewed by the young lady's own hands, ordinary people are not qualified to taste it."
After the two maids finished speaking, they smiled softly at Han Qianqian and were about to pour the wine.
At this moment, a group of gentry and young masters exploded.
The Su family's daughter's pulp, that is an unparalleled treasure, ordinary people even hope to break their eyes, but definitely can not taste this little bit.
But now ......
But now the Su family's lady has poured this fine wine to this ...... country bumpkin!
"Stop it for me." A gentleman shouted angrily, then rushed over with a few steps, facing the two maids and said angrily: "Are you crazy? You're giving your daughter's milk to this trash?"
The other followed suit and said angrily, "How can a bumpkin be qualified to drink daughter's milk?
"Ridiculous, should a country bumpkin learn to drink good wine from others? This watery wine is already enough for him to drink." Another man rushed over with a few gentry.
A group of people were furious and wanted to eat Han Qianqian alive.
Although Yuan Gongzi and the others were not so childish as to rush over, the eyes they looked at Han Qianqian at this time were full of malice, and their hands were tightly clenched into fists, obviously furious beyond belief.
As for Han Qianqian, at this moment, he was sweeping a glance at the group of angry people surrounding him, and then, suddenly, he smiled dumbly, "Yes, country bumpkins naturally don't drink and can't taste anything."
"It is indeed quite a waste to drink these good things."
Hearing Han Qianqian's words, the group of gentry were then slightly relieved, at least, this kid still knew what was good for him.
But at that moment, Han Qianqian suddenly put the cup down on the table, "But I like to see you guys not being able to drink it at all, but you have to see me, a country bumpkin, using it to waste it."
"Pour!"