1785 The death-seeking Wang Hong

"Mr. Wei, I see that you haven't eaten your chicken wing. Do you want to trade? I'll use streaky pork to trade with you." Wang Hong said.

Mr. Wei's eyes flashed with surprise, and he looked at Wang Hong with suspicion,"There were really iron-headed people?

"No problem. We'll change like last time." Mr. Wei's face was as usual, showing a helpful expression.

"That's not right, Mr. Wei," Wang 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,""What's the problem? I'm listening. "

"It's 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 aren't Mr. Wei's favorite, so this exchange isn't fair," Wang Hong explained.

In fact, at this time, Mr. Wei only needed to say,"I don't like it the most, but you like it the most, so you are willing to spend it. Buy it at your favorite price." And Wang Hong would be at his wit's end.

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

But the problem was that Wang 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 couldn't 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 wasn't much left. As for the remaining 13 kebabs, Yuan Zhou still had to eat them himself.

Out of Yuan Zhou's expectation, Wang 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, he's 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 Wang Hong.

Yuan Zhou didn't 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 Wang Hong's words, Mr. Wei didn't refute him. Instead, he seemed to have realized something."That seems to be the case. Didn't you suffer a huge loss in the last exchange?"

"I'm really sorry. " Mr. Wei stood up and apologized,""Me too. Because the working environment is too comfortable, I often don't use my brain. My brain is a little rusty."

This solemn apology made Wang Hong feel embarrassed. He quickly waved his hand.""No, no, Mr. Wei didn't notice it at all. Besides, Mr. Wei really did exchange it for my favorite chicken wing, so I still have to thank Mr. Wei."

"What's our relationship?" "Do we need to say thank you?" Mr. Wei said with a righteous tone.

Mr. Wei directly stuffed the wing into Wang Hong's hands and said,""You don't have to exchange. You can have my wings. Who are we?"

Listening to Mr. Wei's words of loyalty, Wang Hong had a moment of suspicion. When did his relationship with Mr. Wei become so good?

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

Wang Hong blurted out,"no, no. If we agree to a trade, we have to trade. Brother Wei, you'll 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." Wang 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, I'll accept brother Wei's chicken wings." Wang Hong passed the streaky pork and small sausage to Mr. Wei.

"Then brother Wei can't reject a brother's gift," he said.

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

"Don't say anymore," Wang 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, I'll give you face today." Mr. Wei agreed with difficulty.

Wang 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 restaurant's midnight snack barbecue stall for the first time. To be precise, this was also Meng baihai's 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 didn't expect that the ghost beer market on Taoxi road really F * cking existed. These merchants are really gods." Meng baihai couldn't 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.

That's right, Meng baihai didn't believe it. To be precise, anyone with a brain wouldn't 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.

"It's 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 Zhou's pub. Therefore, many customers who didn't draw the lottery didn't have any beer to drink. And when they sold BBQ, master chef Restaurant didn't provide beer either.

Even now, there would only be barbecue if it rained, and there would be wine if it didn't 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.

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