"Mr. Wei, I see that you haven't eaten the chicken wings. Do you want to trade? I'll trade pork belly with you," Wang Hong said.
Mr. Wei was surprised. He looked at Wang Hong with doubt. 'Is there really such a stubborn person?'
"No problem. Let's trade like last time." Mr. Wei was calm and had a helpful expression.
Wang Hong said, "No, Mr. Wei. I noticed that there's a problem with the way we traded last time."
"Oh?" Mr. Wei was curious. "What's the problem? I'm listening."
"It's like this. Mr. Wei, you asked me what I would be willing to trade for chicken wings. Actually, the exchange is not right." Wang Hong said clearly, "Because chicken wings aren't your favorite. That's why it's not fair."
Actually, Mr. Wei only needed to say, "I don't like it the most, but you do. That's why you're willing to pay the price you like." Then, Wang Hong would be at his wit's end.
This was business. The price depended on the demand.
But the problem was that Wang Hong and Mr. Wei were not trading. They were exchanging. In the God of Cooking Little Store, they often saw each other, so he couldn't say such heartless words.
Yuan Zhou lowered his head and grilled the barbecue. Tonight, he added his favorite pork belly into the barbecue. Of course, there were only two skewers. He did not know who would be eating it.
He only prepared 15 skewers. There were not many left. Yuan Zhou wanted to eat the remaining 13 skewers.
Contrary to Yuan Zhou's expectations, Wang Hong actually realized what he was eating. Sure enough, only delicacies could drive the IQ of a foodie to evolve.
"No wonder Fang Heng sometimes calls him Second Hongzi. Sometimes, he's really stupid. Does he think he can compete with Mr. Wei after understanding this?"
Yuan Zhou did not expect Mr. Wei to fail because of this. Both of them were at different levels. It was impossible.
If Zheng Jiawei and Mr. Wei fought, it would be interesting. Yuan Zhou could already imagine Wang Hong's ending.
Yuan Zhou didn't pay attention to it secretly anymore. What was the point of watching a battle that could end at a glance?
Mr. Wei did not refute Wang Hong's words. Instead, he had a look of realization. "That seems to be the case. Did you lose out on the last exchange?"
"I'm really sorry." Mr. Wei stood up and apologized. "Me too. My working environment is too comfortable, and I don't use my brain often. My brain is getting rusty."
This solemn apology made Wang Hong a little embarrassed. He hurriedly waved his hands. "No, no, Mr. Wei didn't notice. Also, Mr. Wei did exchange it with me. My favorite chicken wings are, so I should thank Mr. Wei."
"What's our relationship?" Mr. Wei said righteously, "Do we need to thank you?"
Mr. Wei directly stuffed the wing in his hand into Wang Hong's hands. "There's no need to exchange. You can have my wing. Who's with who?"
Hearing Mr. Wei's words of loyalty, Wang Hong had a moment of doubt. When did his relationship with Mr. Wei become so good?
But at this moment, Wang Hong didn't have time to think too much. The environment and atmosphere had already reached this point.
Wang Hong blurted out, "No way, no way! We've already agreed to exchange, so we must exchange. I can't let Brother Wei suffer a loss."
'Wow, Brother Wei is calling me Brother Wei.'
"What do you mean by losing out? Helping a brother once or twice or even thrice. Is there such a thing as losing out?" Mr. Wei questioned.
"I really can't. I know Brother Wei is good." Wang Hong felt that he had gone overboard. This was the second time he exchanged for chicken wings. Mr. Wei had helped him every time.
"Okay. I accept Brother Wei's chicken wings." Wang Hong passed the pork belly and sausages to Mr. Wei.
He said, "Brother Wei can't reject my brother's food."
"This …" Mr. Wei took the pork belly and sausages and looked embarrassed.
Wang Hong said, "Don't say anymore. If Brother Wei treats me as a brother, you can accept the pork belly and sausages. I'll eat the chicken wings with peace of mind."
"Okay. I'll give you face today," Mr. Wei agreed reluctantly.
Wang Hong felt much better in his heart. Eating the chicken wing in his hand, he felt that it tasted even better.
That was the end of the chicken wings. Meng Baihai, who came to the Master Chef Restaurant for the night snack and barbecue stall for the first time, got two skewers of nose-bridge. Precisely speaking, it was also Meng Baihai's first time coming to the restaurant.
"The Kitchen God is so harmonious." Meng Baihai saw the whole scene just now. He was full of friendliness, but he felt it was a little weird.
"Speaking of which, I didn't expect the Beer Ghost Market on Taoxi Road really exists. These merchants are so amazing." Meng Baihai couldn't help cursing.
He was a bar owner and had opened two bars in Chengdu.
Recently, Meng Baihai wanted to expand the bar and introduce more varieties of beer. As a bar owner, he naturally had his own channels.
But once, Meng Baihai heard that there was a street selling all kinds of beer in Chengdu. Besides, there was no liquor in the street during the day and only at night.
At that time, Meng Baihai felt it was a crazy rumor. It was ridiculous to have a ghost market selling beer instead of antiques and jade.
That's right. Meng Baihai didn't believe it. Precisely speaking, no one with brains would believe it.
But on second thought, Meng Baihai, as a native of Chengdu, hadn't eaten at The Kitchen God's restaurant. Therefore, he just came to have a look.
While eating the BBQ, Meng Baihai saw a magical scene. Merchants selling beer from all over the country appeared one after another. There were Huanghe, Wusu, Shancheng, Yanjing and other familiar brands.
"It's fine if there are only domestic brands. But why are there also foreign beers? Isn't the style too comprehensive?" Meng Baihai was really dumbfounded.
It was normal for Meng Baihai to be dumbfounded. Even the initiator of all this, Yuan Zhou, was also a little muddled by the scene.
At first, there was no beer in Yuan Zhou's pub. Therefore, many customers who didn't get the lucky draw didn't have liquor to drink. Besides, The Kitchen God didn't provide beer when he sold BBQ.
Even now, there was a gap between BBQ when it rained and liquor when it didn't.
Eating BBQ and kebabs was one of life's great pleasures. If there was a demand, there would be supply. Therefore, many liquor sellers appeared.
Coincidentally, a gourmet program called "Three Strange Things on Taoxi Road". The third strange thing was that there was a liquor street at night.
It became famous all over the country. Therefore, many customers who liked to brag about two bottles of beer also came here.
It was inevitable that there would be more and more customers. On one hand, there were more beer choices. On the other hand, due to the standard of The Kitchen God in Taoxi Road, the dishes that went with liquor were all better than those in other places.
After more than two years of development, the Liquor Ghost Market on Taoxi Road gradually became an industry. Correspondingly, there were more and more kinds of beer.
The future world beer street had begun to take shape.
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