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They still have consumption?

Yang An muttered, watching, almost fainted.

There is really consumption!

Liu Yan took a taxi from the hotel to Fisherman's Wharf. The fare was 60 yuan. The breakfast was a hotel set meal for 128 yuan. What breakfast cost 128 yuan? Hong Kong style morning tea?

Looking further down, the two of them took a taxi from the airport to Fisherman's Wharf and it cost 500, and Jin Dabao... Yang An wanted to strangle him to death, so he couldn't complain.

It costs 40 yuan to take a taxi from Fisherman's Wharf to Macau Tower, and 3 bottles of water cost 9 yuan, so the remaining amount for the red team is... 263 yuan?

What can 263 yuan do? Even the buffet lunch at Nanhu Mingyue restaurant is not enough for one person! Yang An felt that the sky was about to collapse, and he probably lost the second competition!

How many?

How many do you have left?

The two teams next to them couldn't help asking questions. Yang An suddenly woke up. He turned his back to the others, took a deep breath, and faced the camera, he quickly changed from a depressed expression to a blooming smile: Haha! Unexpectedly, we Still big money!

Returning to his position proudly, Yang An couldn't see anything wrong with his face, and he seemed satisfied, but Jin Dabao couldn't believe it, and asked, Are we really rich?

Yang An hated him so much, he grabbed his back collar and pressed down: If you don't talk, you will be suffocated to death!

Liu Yan only knows how to laugh, and now all the money of the team is in her hands, 500 MOP, by the way, she still owes the production team the fare, the director said, when the time comes, we will settle the ledger together, it turns out that the pit has always been Fill it in now!

The production team's mind is really bad!

Liu Yan laughed out loud, she remembered a sentence posted next to the front desk of Enron Company, PD is an enemy, it really is so!

Yang An didn't speak, but carefully observed other people. This competition must be related to money.

The yellow team is Guan Xiaotong who came to check. Their consumption includes taking a taxi from the airport to the pier for 80 yuan, from the pier to Macau Tower for 40 yuan, for Wu Yanzu’s hotel to the pier for 60 yuan, for Wu Yanzu’s breakfast for 38 yuan, for tips of 100 yuan, for drinking water, 9 yuan, for Guan Xiaotong’s compensation for destroying flower beds, 50 yuan, and the rest 6 yuan.

Sick! Didn't he just step on a flower bed while chasing Wu Yanzu? Want to deduct 50?

Guan Xiaotong was dumbfounded, and asked the director, What is the tip?

The director didn't answer, so she could only go back and ask Wu Yanzu: Did you eat 38 for breakfast?

Wu Yanzu nodded honestly: There is a pork chop bun next to the hotel that is very famous. It costs 28 yuan a piece, plus 10 yuan for milk tea.

Guan Xiaotong went crazy: What about the 100 tip?

Wu Yanzu is very innocent: I called room service in the morning and gave 100, what's wrong?

Guan Xiaotong was a little speechless. There is no such thing as tipping in the mainland, but Brother Hu understands the approach of Hong Kong and Macau people: Tips are right, how much money do we have left?

Just as Guan Xiaotong was about to answer, his eyes suddenly widened, staring at the person behind Wu Yanzu: What are you doing?

Yang An retracted his head and said with a chuckle: It's nothing, nothing, just curiosity!

Hearing the precious news, Wu Yanzu's consumption is about the same as Liu Yan's. Yang An quickly calculated in his mind and roughly guessed that Team Huang still had 720 yuan left. In fact, he still missed Guan Xiaotong's 50 yuan in compensation, but this figure is already very accurate. up!

Yang An's actions made Guan Xiaotong instantly understand that something was wrong!

She left her seat and ran to Yang An's side to pinch him: How much do you have left? Tell me, tell me!

Yang An hid back and forth with a smile, pulled Liu Yan over as a shield, and quietly walked behind the green team to inquire, because Sha Bei also got the list and came back.

Seeing this, Guan Xiaotong also tiptoed to Yang An's side, but Sha Bei's vigilance was not so strong, he scolded: Spy from the enemy camp! Go back!

Zhang Yishan and Peng Yuyan didn't understand, they pushed each other away, and pushed away Yang An and Guan Xiaotong who were screaming for injustice.

The situation of the green team was not much better. Like Wu Yanzu, Peng Yuyan ate pork chop buns and milk tea for 38 yuan, but he ordered the hotel's laundry service for an additional 80 yuan.

I also gave a tip of 100. The taxi from the pier to the Macau Tower just now was 40 yuan. The 50 that Peng Yuyan gave did not ask for change. The taxi from the hotel to the pier was originally 60. He also gave 100 directly, so the final remaining total of the green team It is 543 yuan!

The yellow team is 6, and the red team is 263. Everyone does not know the opponent's amount.

Sun Dapao said: Next, we will send nine dishes of Macau delicacies. You will use the auction format, and the highest price will win. Eat what you buy! The rules of the auction are as follows, you can bid as you like, but if the last bidder bids more than you available amount, then the team will explode, and the remaining amount and dishes will be transferred to the last valid bidding team, and the team that exploded will withdraw from the game directly. The team with the most dishes at the end will get a reward, and the reward content is written in this Mission card, open later.

The rules are very simple, the one with the highest price wins, and whoever bids the price indiscriminately will be completely finished if the price is too loud.

Everyone was arguing endlessly, and of course they were not convinced by each other. They all refused to admit defeat and said that they would win. Soon, the three teams began to bow their heads and discuss.

Yang An said: Dabao, I don't blame you for your 500 yuan. Our money is definitely the least. Both of their teams are six or seven hundred, and we are more than two hundred. If we want to win, we have to start from the beginning. You have to do your best! You two remember to cooperate with me, improve your eyesight, and don't mess it up!

Jin Dabao felt deeply guilty, Liu Yan listened to Yang An's orders, and that was the plan.

Others almost think the same way. Brain-burning games are all about IQ. You have to estimate the total amount of your own money, plus guessing other people's money, and estimate the bottom line of other people in the auction. All the data must be estimated clearly. , and then put smoke bombs indiscriminately, confuse, lie, identify lies, and engage in various battles of wit.

Everyone guessed it, the gold medal of the second game must be wisdom!

The waiter brought out the first dish, a small trolley, a western food plate, and a dome cover, which was very elegant, but there was a reminder board steamed bun next to it.

The first dish, steamed buns, the starting price is 30!

After Sun Dapao finished speaking, everyone protested: The steamed buns cost 30 yuan?

Crab roe buns? No, is it milky steamed buns?

Baked buns?

Boiled naan?

Pooh...

When a group of people heard the three words, they all looked at Jin Dabao who was asking and laughed.

Jin Dabao grinned, his back molars were all visible, and he held up his sign: 30! Don't compete with me, I just love stewed naan!

Everyone agreed to run on Jin Dabao from the very beginning. Brother Hu raised his cards, and Sha Bei raised his cards. After two rounds, the steamed buns cost 50 yuan!

Brother Hu held up another 60, but Sha Bei stopped following.

61!

Jin Dabao raised a sign to increase the price, making a group of people laugh and laugh at him: Is it a shame to add 1 yuan? Why don't you call 1 cent? 100 yuan to play for a year!

Dabao, are you sure you didn't come to be funny?

Brother Hu beat him!

Brother Hu really raised his sign and said with a smile: 70!

Jin Dabao looked at Yang An for help, and Yang An gritted his teeth: 80!

Give it to him!

Brother Hu didn't follow!

The three members of the red team were dumbfounded, and Liu Yan exclaimed: You won't follow? You raised the price so high, and finally you don't want it?

Jin Dabao was also very angry: Brother Hu, you are too deceitful, okay? I called 30 at first, what price do you charge?

Brother Hu laughed and said, No more, 80 yuan steamed buns, I really want to see what they look like!

Jin Dabao couldn't wait to open the round cover and almost knelt down!

It's really steamed buns, a fist-sized steamed bun, probably wouldn't be enough for Liu Yan to eat, and I bought this for 80 yuan, and everyone else laughed at them.

Yang An was calm and disdainful and said: For the first dish, let's grab the first prize first, what does it matter, we have a lot of money! Dabao, this is your naan, put it away, I will take another shot later Here you go.

While joking, the second course came, porridge.

With lessons learned from the past, everyone became more cautious, but Yang An raised his sign first: It's better to eat steamed buns with porridge, Dabao, this dish is still for you. 30!

40!

50!

80!

Guan Xiaotong suddenly jumped to 80, and said with a smile: Sorry, I love porridge, I'm hungry!

Liu Yan suddenly realized that if she fights for funds with her opponent, she will definitely not be able to get the most dishes, so the only way to win is to force the opponent to explode, or to fish in troubled waters, so no matter what, raising the overall price of food is a must Yang An must have thought so too.

She chuckled lightly: 100, sister Xiaotong, I also like to drink porridge, I'm sorry!

The war between the two women has begun, Guan Xiaotong is not to be outdone: 110!

Liu Yan smiled: 120!

Guan Xiaotong added: 130!

Liu Yan still wanted to shout, but Yang An held her back and asked sincerely: Do you really like porridge?

Liu Yan nodded, and Yang An directly grabbed the cards: 180!

The red team has only 183 funds left. When he called out, everyone was really scared into a cold sweat. Both teams were guessing how much money the red team had, thinking that they had cheaters who liked to tip, and Liu Yan was Women, there must not be that much consumption, so the yellow and green teams speculate that the red team must have sufficient funds now!

Yang An looked at Liu Yan, spread his hands casually and pretendingly, and said, Man, the most important thing is to be happy. Since you like porridge, I'll shoot it!

show off!

That's how cool it is!

Brother is not short of money, since my teammates like it, I will shoot, what is money, money is a bastard!

Yang An created this kind of atmosphere in an instant. Before everyone understood the situation, he fished in troubled waters and scattered smoke bombs indiscriminately, deliberately making people unable to see the reality!

Liu Yan was terrified, but she had to pretend to be moved to express her gratitude. Jin Dabao looked at Yang An with adoring eyes, and still had 3 yuan. If Brother Yang can go against the sky, he can change it to Yang An surname!

Guan Xiaotong refused, and yelled coquettishly: Brother Yang, you are lying to me, eavesdropping on others, and bullying others, I, I... I will...

Seeing that she still wanted to take the sign, Brother Hu and Wu Yanzu held her hand one by one, grabbed the sign by the other, and persuaded her to leave.

Yang An 180 three times, deal! (To be continued.)