Little Immortal Doctor in the Fishing Village

Chapter 133 Make a Package

Zhang Xiaofan looked back and didn't expect that asking Ao Qian to play the role of Dragon God would have such a good effect?
Now behind him, there is no one who is not sincerely kneeling, and those people are already shocked to the point where it cannot be added.

"Okay, the Dragon God is gone! Everyone can get up, but you must throw more tributes into the sea and pray for safety!"

Zhang Xiaofan reminded mysteriously.

"Sacrifice, we don't have any!"

"Over there, there is an elder sister who sells steamed buns, no! Tribute..."

"Go and grab it!"

With a bang, countless people from other villages who came to visit the Golden Dragon Festival rushed to Liu Yuxiao's stall.

The villagers of Jinlong Village also brought their own tributes and began to throw them into the sea.

"Lord Dragon God, please tell Feifei to get well soon!"

"Master Dragon God, I kneel down for you!"

Chu Yuzhu and Zhao Juanxiu were kneeling on the seashore, crying.

But Wang Dahu crazily kowtowed to the sea, "Dragon God! Bless me to continue to be rich in the coming year. Next year's Golden Dragon Festival is all covered by me! I will pay 50!"

No one else can pull it up!
"Xiaofan, did you really talk to the Dragon God?" The old village chief asked Zhang Xiaofan to confirm, supporting his weak body.

"Village chief, what's wrong with you?"

"When I get old, my legs won't stand up once I meet the Dragon God. I..."

The old village chief sighed, but his face was smiling, because he found that some villagers who went out to work who rarely paid tributes in the past were constantly throwing tributes into the sea.

Perhaps, this village head is really suitable for Zhang Xiaofan to take up the position.

"Brother Xiaofan!"

"Ah, sister Qu! And Mr. Lin?"

Seeing Qu Ruqing and Lin Yaqiu running over, Zhang Xiaofan was also very happy.

"What are you still calling Mr. Lin, brother Xiaofan! You are so capable...you don't mind calling me sister. When you come to Haiya City in the future, I will take care of you for eating, drinking and having fun!"

Lin Yaqiu winked at Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan's whole body seemed to have been electrified.

"Xiaofan, I'm here to thank you! Last time you helped me, I want to repay you!" Qu Ruqing made her request very earnestly.

"I don't need an answer!"

Zhang Xiaofan's words moved Qu Ruqing very much, nowadays there are really not many people who do not seek wealth and fame, people like Zhang Xiaofan are the hermit masters that Qu Ruqing values ​​most.

"Today is the Golden Dragon Festival. There are activities in the evening. You two can stay and play, village chief! How about you take them around?"

Zhang Xiaofan handed these two people over to the old village head for the time being, after all, she is a rich woman, how can Jinlong Village have someone with status to receive them?
"Okay, okay! You two, please come with me. There are special tributes to the Dragon God over there..."

Qu Ruqing and Lin Yaqiu had no choice but to follow the old village head to buy tributes.

As soon as he walked away, Scar ran over and knelt down.

"Master Xiaofan!"

"Fuck you, what are you doing hugging my leg?"

"Forgive me! You actually know Dragon God... Oh my God! I have no eyes!"

"Can you tell Dragon God something good, or else I'm afraid!"

Dao Scar is also a person near the sea. It is impossible for him to stay out of the sea for a lifetime. Even if he goes to sea to pick up girls, he is afraid of falling into the sea and drowning.

"You bastard, are you afraid of death? What a coward!"

With a bang kick, Zhang Xiaofan kicked Dao Scar over, but Dao Scar rushed over begging for nothing, with tears in his eyes, "No, Master Xiaofan, I don't want to die!"

"I've said it before, only by throwing out a lot of tribute can you get the Dragon God's forgiveness!"

Zhang Xiaofan is generating income for Jinlong Village.

Hearing this, Dao Scar came to his senses, "I'm going to buy tributes, fifty cents each, I'll buy them all!"

"Fifty cents? No, no, no, fifty cents is sold to those in the village. You don't belong to the internal price. It's five yuan a piece!"

"Five!" Dao Scar was taken aback.

"Yes, five yuan! And you have sinned so much that even if you buy all of this tribute, it won't be enough to ask the Dragon God for forgiveness!"

Zhang Xiaofan's face revealed the look of a master.

"what is it now?"

"Have a set meal! 360 five days a year, someone will throw tributes for you every day, let me do the math, throwing 500 yuan a day..."

(End of this chapter)