Chapter 1785: The death-seeking w.a.n.g Hong

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Mr. Wei, I see that you havent eaten your chicken wing. Do you want to trade? Ill use streaky pork to trade with you. w.a.n.g Hong said.

Mr. Weis eyes flashed with surprise, and he looked at w.a.n.g Hong with suspicion,There were really iron-headed people?

No problem. Well change like last time. Mr. Weis face was as usual, showing a helpful expression.

Thats not right, Mr. Wei, w.a.n.g Hong said.I realized that there was a problem with the way we switched our positions last time.

Oh? Mr. Wei was curious and asked,Whats the problem? Im listening.

Its like this, Mr. Wei, last time you asked me what I would be willing to use to exchange for chicken wings, but in reality, this kind of comparison is wrong. Because chicken wings arent Mr. Weis favorite, so this exchange isnt fair, w.a.n.g Hong explained.

In fact, at this time, Mr. Wei only needed to say,I dont like it the most, but you like it the most, so you are willing to spend it. Buy it at your favorite price. And w.a.n.g Hong would be at his wits end.

This was how business was. The transaction price largely depended on demand.

But the problem was that w.a.n.g Hong and Mr. Wei did not make a deal, but an exchange. In master chef Restaurant, they had seen each other all the time, so he couldnt say such heartless words.

Yuan Zhou lowered his head and barbecued the meat. Tonight, he had added his favorite, the bridge of the nose, into the barbecued meat. Of course, there were only two of them. He wondered who would eat them tonight.

He had no choice. He had only prepared 15 kebabs in total and there wasnt much left. As for the remaining 13 kebabs, Yuan Zhou still had to eat them himself.

Out of Yuan Zhous expectation, w.a.n.g Hong actually came back to his senses. As expected, only good food could drive the intelligence of foodies to evolve.

No wonder Fang Heng sometimes calls him er Hongzi. Sometimes, hes really stupid. He thinks that he can arm-wrestle with Mr. Wei just because he understands this?

Yuan Zhou had never thought that Mr. Wei would fail because of this. The two of them were of different ranks and it was impossible for him to succeed.

If Zheng Jiawei and Mr. Wei were to have a fight, it would still be worth watching. Yuan Zhou could already imagine the ending of w.a.n.g Hong.

Yuan Zhou didnt pay any more attention to it secretly, because what was the point of a battle where he could see the end of it?

After hearing w.a.n.g Hongs words, Mr. Wei didnt refute him. Instead, he seemed to have realized something.That seems to be the case. Didnt you suffer a huge loss in the last exchange?

Im really sorry. Mr. Wei stood up and apologized,Me too. Because the working environment is too comfortable, I often dont use my brain. My brain is a little rusty.

This solemn apology made w.a.n.g Hong feel embarra.s.sed. He quickly waved his hand.No, no, Mr. Wei didnt notice it at all. Besides, Mr. Wei really did exchange it for my favorite chicken wing, so I still have to thank Mr. Wei.

Whats our relations.h.i.+p? Do we need to say thank you? Mr. Wei said with a righteous tone.

Mr. Wei directly stuffed the wing into w.a.n.g Hongs hands and said,You dont have to exchange. You can have my wings. Who are we?

Listening to Mr. Weis words of loyalty, w.a.n.g Hong had a moment of suspicion. When did his relations.h.i.+p with Mr. Wei become so good?

However, at this moment, w.a.n.g Hong did not have time to think too much. The environment and atmosphere had already reached this point.

w.a.n.g Hong blurted out,no, no. If we agree to a trade, we have to trade. Brother Wei, youll be at a disadvantage.

Well, even brother Wei called him that.

What do you mean by at a loss ? helping a brother once, twice, or even three times, is there such a thing as at a loss ? Mr. Wei questioned.

I really can T. I know brother Wei is good. w.a.n.g Hong felt that he had gone a little too far. This was the second time he had changed the chicken wings, and Mr. Wei had helped him every time.

Alright, Ill accept brother Weis chicken wings. w.a.n.g Hong pa.s.sed the streaky pork and small sausage to Mr. Wei.

Then brother Wei cant reject a brothers gift, he said.

This Mr. Wei held the sausage and streaky pork with a troubled expression.

Dont say anymore, w.a.n.g Hong said.If brother Wei sees me as a brother, then take the streaky pork and small sausages. I will be able to eat the wings that brother Wei gave me in peace.

Alright, Ill give you face today. Mr. Wei agreed with difficulty.

w.a.n.g Hong felt much better as he ate the chicken wing in his hand. It was even more delicious.

The exchange of chicken wings ended here. The person who ate two skewers of bridge of nose was Meng baihai, who came to master chef restaurants midnight snack barbecue stall for the first time. To be precise, this was also Meng baihais first time coming to the restaurant.

Master chef Restaurant is really harmonious. Meng baihai had seen the whole scene just now. He was full of love, but he felt a little strange.

Speaking of which, I didnt expect that the ghost beer market on Taoxi road really F * cking existed. These merchants are really G.o.ds. Meng baihai couldnt help but swear.

He was a bar owner and opened two bars in Chengdu.

Recently, Meng baihai wanted to expand the bar and bring in more varieties of beer. As the owner of the bar, he naturally had his own channels.

But once, Meng baihai heard that there was a Street with a wide variety of beer in Chengdu, and that there was no beer business in this Street during the day. Only at night would there be transactions.

At that time, Meng baihai felt that these crazy rumors were not about antiques or Jade. It was simply ridiculous to have a ghost market for beer.

Thats right, Meng baihai didnt believe it. To be precise, anyone with a brain wouldnt believe it.

However, on second thought, Meng baihai, as a Chengdu resident, had never eaten in the proud master chef Restaurant of Chengdu, so he decided to come and take a look.

Meng baihai, who was eating barbecue, saw the magical scene. Beer Merchants appeared one after another. There were beer brands from all over the country, such as Huanghe, Wusu, Shancheng, Yanjing, and so on.

Its one thing to have these domestic brands, but why is there even foreign beer? the styles are too complete. Meng baihai was dumbfounded.

It was normal for Meng baihai to be dumbfounded. Even Yuan Zhou, the initiator of all this, was a little dumbfounded by this scene.

In the beginning, there was no beer in Yuan Zhous pub. Therefore, many customers who didnt draw the lottery didnt have any beer to drink. And when they sold BBQ, master chef Restaurant didnt provide beer either.

Even now, there would only be barbecue if it rained, and there would be wine if it didnt rain. The two were different.

Barbecuing skewers was a great enjoyment in life. If there was demand, there would be supply, so there were many people who sold wine.

Coincidentally, there happened to be a Food Program called three strange things on Taoxi road. The third strange thing was that there was a Wine Street at night.

It was famous all over the country. Many people who liked to blow two bottles of beer would come to eat.

It was inevitable that there would be more and more diners. On one hand, there were more choices of beer. On the other hand, because of the benchmark of master chef Restaurant on Taoxi road, whether it was maxiao or fried flower Jia, the taste of the dishes with wine was better than that of other places.

After more than two years of development, the drunkard market on Taoxi road had gradually become an industry. In contrast, there were more and more types of beer.

The future world Beer Street had already begun to take shape.

[PS: noob cats need to know how to fill holes, HHH.]