It was turned over in just two strokes, which showed how agile his skills were.

Mu Sheng stood at the door of the middle hall and watched, not surprised. He was not a simple person, but he was skilled, so what was there to be surprised?

It’s a pity that the red bamboo and white tea made.

Her eyes fell on the large "Tiger Down the Mountain" in the hall. With just one look, she looked away and continued to look at other news in the booklet given by Zou Ge.

But God obviously refused to let her live. At this time, Wei Feng rushed in and said, carrying the bow and arrow he rarely put down on his back: "Miss, I know you are shy and embarrassed to ask Mr. Feng, so I'll invite Mr. Feng to you!"

He also had a look of 'I did it well'.

Mu Sheng: “…………”

The next moment, Feng Jun really walked in late.

He was wearing dark clothes, still expressionless, cold eyes, and majestic; even if his handsome face was a little pale, he would not lose his aura of being in power for a long time. Even if he did not rule the world in the future, he would definitely be the king of a country.

"Cough." Mu Sheng coughed as soon as he saw Feng Junchi, he suddenly choked by something.

Then, while naturally putting the booklet away, patting himself, and then shook his hands extremely carelessly, causing the troublesome Wei Feng to retreat.

Wei Feng thought he had done such a good thing, so he happily stepped down.

"Cough." Mu Sheng coughed again. This Wei Feng...

"Discomfort?" Feng Junchi looked at her coldly, frowned slightly, thinking that she was sick and unwell.

Mu Sheng shook his head quickly and said with a smile: "No, I just accidentally drank the trachea and choked." After that, he coughed twice to increase the authenticity.

Feng Junchi looked at the tea on the table and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Don't you usually don't drink tea at night?"

Mu Sheng subconsciously looked at another cup of tea on the table and said, "There were guests just now."

Feng Junchi's expression cleared a little. So, she did not see him last night and did not mean to treat him as a guest here?

Mu Sheng didn't know what he understood, so he just smiled and said, "Let's sit when you come." After that, he asked Hongzhu to make tea again.

Feng Jun Chi Gang's calm expression was no longer good. Did he treat him as a guest or not?

Mu Sheng looked innocent.

"Water." Feng Junchi said coldly, "Two glasses of water."

Mu Sheng shrugged indifferently, and did not think too much. He asked Hongzhu to pour two glasses of water, and she and Feng Junchi each had a glass.

When the water came up, she realized that she immediately felt... complicated...

The heart is complicated, but the face is not obvious at all.

Feng Jun slowly drank two sips of water before putting it down. He looked at her opposite him calmly with cold eyes and asked, "Wei Feng said you have something to ask me, what's the matter?"

Mu Sheng thought that everyone had come, and without asking questions, he asked with a smile: "Do you know where there is black soil in Xingfeng Country?"

Feng Junchi stared at her coldly, "What do you want to know about this?"

"Can I not answer?"

"Yes." Feng Junchi did not force it. Then, he said lightly: "As far as I know, there are vast black soil in Xingfeng territory, and rare black soil in six places. Where there are vast black soil, crops do not grow, and the people live a very difficult life. People move away every year. In recent years, these five places have become sparsely populated. In the other six places, although there are not much black soil and crops can grow, the harvest is extremely low, and the people do not have a good life."

Five plus six, isn’t that the eleven places?
Chapter completed!