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In an instant, the shop manager's authority crumbled in front of the tempting Spatial Watermelon. Just like the two female tea masters, he transformed into a Taotie and joined the group to snatch food!

What did it feel like to see five beauties with different temperaments snatch food from a different person? Yang Fan was currently the one with the most authority. So this was what it felt like to see a woman giving up modesty.

No wonder people say that women are like wolves when they're thirty and tigers when they're forty. It doesn't even have to be seen from the scene in front of them to prove it. That was definitely true.

He was already so ferocious in his early twenties. What would happen if he reached his thirties or forties!

Yang Fan was very happy, so he stood at the door and called out, calling out to another six or seven tea masters.

In just a few minutes, a giant watermelon was snatched up by everyone. Although Yang Fan had also eaten some, compared to the other beauties, the amount of food he had was negligible.

Apart from the melon rind, the fewest one could eat was at least three to four catties. It was clear from this how strong the beauty was.

As he wiped the bright red melon juice from the corner of his mouth with a tissue, he stroked his plump stomach. As he wiped the bright red melon juice from the corner of his mouth with a paper towel, he stroked his plump tummy.

Aiya, my god. This scene is too exciting. I can't bear to watch it happen!

Looking at this scene, Yang Fan evilly thought of many children's unsuitable restriction grade scenes. Could it be that these beauties didn't feel intoxicated by this kind of expression in front of a man? Very... That one?

Aiya, even your elder brother is shyly unable to say it out loud. How can you girls have the nerve to do it?

"Yang Fan, what kind of expression is that?" Why does it look so evil? "

While Yang Fan was enjoying the enchanting looks the beauties showed, Lin Xiaoling suddenly raised her head and saw the amusement and evilness in Yang Fan's eyes. She immediately realized that she had lost her composure.

Lin Xiaoling exclaimed. It was like throwing a giant rock in a calm pond. A man jumped out of the women's bathhouse and a naked woman rushed out at the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games …

Woosh, woosh, woosh, woosh …

In that instant, all of the beauties turned their gazes onto Yang Fan. Yang Fan suddenly felt as if he was in the shadow of a sword, and many parts of his body were aching, especially his crotch, which was so cold that a cold wind was blowing. He couldn't help but tighten his legs, and had the impulse to turn around and flee.

When a beauty, who paid a lot of attention to her image, was caught in an awkward situation, she really wanted to kill him.

When a dozen or so beauties, who usually paid a lot of attention to their image, realized that their embarrassing state had been seen by others, it was no longer just because they had the intention to kill, but rather, it was something that could be carried out directly!

If it weren't for Yang Fan providing the most delicious watermelon for all the beauties, just those eyes alone would have already killed him several times over … Right, if the watermelon didn't taste so good, how could everyone lose their composure like this? So the culprit who caused all of this was actually him!

However, seeing how Yang Fan's watermelon was so delicious, he could forget about his mistake this time. Who told the watermelon to be so delicious? If he offended this fellow, what would he do if he didn't get to eat it in the future?

Just when all the beauties were preparing to forgive Yang Fan in this crucial moment, the detestable Lin Xiaoling shouted again, "Yang Fan, why are you hiding your phone? Show me your phone, did you secretly take some pictures just now?! "

Beauty: "Ah... Ah … "Ah …

In the end, Yang Fan had used the price of removing all the beauties from his phone, in order to avoid the bad luck of being scratched into shreds. The key point was that the beauties had recognized Yang Fan as the man who slapped Mazhong last time, and also a fierce person who could scare off the deputy chief of police.

All of the female tea masters left with complicated feelings, leaving behind the manager of the restaurant.

"Mr. Yang, may I ask where you bought this watermelon?"

"Hehe, I didn't sell anything at all. This was grown from my own field."

"Huh?" Who would have thought that Yang Fan was a farmer? He couldn't believe it, "Mr. Yang, you sure know how to joke around, you don't look like a farmer at all. Just by looking at your two beautiful friends, you can tell that your identity isn't ordinary."

Yang Fan laughed out loud, "What part of me doesn't look like a farmer? If you don't believe me, you can ask these two beautiful ladies and see what I do."

That's right, he's a farmer, but his family owns a lot of land, from north to south, crossing both sides of the river. He can't even drive for a whole day, how about this little sister, is this handsome guy strong?" Lin Xiaoling and Bai Mei did not know what Yang Fan was doing. Yang Fan had told them that he was farming, but who knew if what he said was true or false? So they simply followed his words and started a joke.

The purpose of the shop manager wasn't to inquire about Yang Fan's profession. She wanted to find out the source of the watermelon, but Yang Fan insisted that the watermelon was grown in the fields.

"Mr. Yang, even if this watermelon was grown in your family's farm, is it okay if our teahouse wants to buy it?" Helpless, the shop manager could only take a step back. He was prepared to let Yang Fan take the lead and buy the goods from him.

"It's fine, but only this one watermelon tastes like this one. The others are all ordinary watermelon. Do you guys want some?"

The shop manager grinded with Yang Fan for half an hour, but Yang Fan refused to give up. He insisted that this watermelon was a mutated species that grew in just a few acres. He had specially brought this big watermelon to give to the two beauties, Bai Mei and Lin Xiaoling.

After the shop manager dejectedly left, Bai Mei also started to attack Yang Fan. She pestered him to buy the big watermelon, and even asked him for money and a price for people. This caused Yang Fan's heart to be in turmoil, and his heart to be filled with joy.

But in the end, Yang Fan didn't spit it out. Occasionally, he would bring out one or two Interspatial Watermelons to celebrate, but to sell them on a large scale, Yang Fan didn't know how to do it. Firstly, it was too dangerous to sell a large number of Interspatial Watermelons.

For example, ketchup and chilli sauce could be sold for as much as 1,000 yuan per catty. If he sold tomatoes and chilies directly, he would be able to sell them for up to 100 yuan.