Chapter 77 76. Transaction Price, 25 Million

It's the weekend before you know it, I wish you all a happy weekend, thank you for your support! ****

Lao Wang happily made this decision. There was still some lamb left over from the last time he entertained Lawyer Muller. He asked Bowen to chop the meat with a kitchen knife and prepare the flour and noodles himself.

The cowboy was so lazy that he muttered: "It was agreed at the beginning that I would eat with you, and I don't need to cook..."

The Mexican pretty boy walked into the kitchen and said, "Boss, do you want to work? I'll come, and you can take care of everything."

Wang Bo squinted at the cowboy, what a difference in awareness.

The job of making noodles was handed over to Liangzai. Pharaoh prepared onion and ginger and seasonings. After the cowboy chopped the meat and mixed it together, he poured some peanut oil to make dumpling fillings.

As for rolling dumpling wrappers, neither Cowboy, Pretty Boy, nor Charlie knew it. Old Wang rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come on, learn from me, and get ready to do it."

The cowboy said, "Is there any other way we can help you?"

"for example?"

"Applause? Cheer?"

Lao Wang raised his kitchen knife and asked, "Are you going to do it?"

"Do it! Must do it!"

The army commander flew in, hovered for a week, and then landed on the cowboy's shoulder, stepping on it with his little paws, muttering: "Ah, handsome guy, ah, handsome guy, hello."

The cowboy laughed loudly and said, "Boss, your bird has rebelled. It belongs to me now, but why does it smell a bit?"

The handsome Mexican looked over his shoulder and said, "Bowen, you'd better turn your head and look. I think the commander stepped on cow dung outside and wiped it on your clothes."

The cowboy turned his head, and the commander immediately flew away, shouting: "Ah, ah, the commander likes to be clean! Ahh, the commander wiped the shit!"

"Fack-squid!"

Cowboy finally doesn't have to make dumplings himself, Lao Wang and others despise him for being too dirty.

The strong man also thought he was dirty. It was lying at the door to watch the rain fall. The cowboy went to find it to play with. It glanced at it contemptuously, got up and ran into the yard...

At the end, Charlie Bao said to Wang Bo maliciously: "Wang, I seemed to be picking my ass just now, and I forgot to wash my hands."

The Mexican pretty boy complained: "Why are you so disgusting? How can you eat dumplings."

Old Wang smiled happily and said, "It's okay, I can separate out the rotten dumplings he made, and I'll make them for him later, whoever made them will eat!"

Charlie quickly said: "I was actually joking, you don't really believe it, do you?"

"hehe."

Charlie took out his mobile phone and said, "How about I give you a surprise, please forgive me for the stupid things I just said."

"What surprise?" Pharaoh took the phone suspiciously, and there was a piece of news in it: "Paris reappears the hymn of God, Christie's wins the battle between the two heroes".

Seeing this news, Lao Wang suddenly remembered how important today is. Christie's spring auction started, the first stop was in Paris, and his "Bay Psalm" was auctioned in Paris.

He hurriedly clicked on the news, which introduced, saying that this time Christie's once again displayed a new "Hymn of the Bay", which caused quite a stir in the literary and theological circles, and because this hymn was written by an old British aristocratic family The collection and the handwriting of many generations of nobles are on it, so the value is even greater.

The "Bay Hymn" sold by Sotheby's in the past two years was US$14.16 million, equivalent to 20.5 million New Zealand dollars. But this time because of the gimmick of noble collections, more people are interested.

Finally, after sixteen rounds of competition, a Russian rich man won it for US$17.25 million, more than US$3 million more expensive than the previous one.

17.25 million U.S. dollars, equivalent to 25.5 million New Zealand dollars!

Old Wang suddenly got excited about his work, waving the rolling pin in his hand quickly, and shouted: "You don't have to do it, buddy, I will take care of it, and I will make sure you are full tonight!"

Tonight was destined to be a happy night. After the dumplings were wrapped, Lao Wang hummed a little song and put the dumplings into the tumbling boiling water.

The firepower was strong, and the dumplings soon floated up with their white belly turned upside down. Bo Wen asked, "What makes the boss so happy?"

The handsome Mexican scratched his head: "I don't know, he became happy after looking at Charlie's phone. Did Charlie help him hook up with some beautiful women?"

After the dumplings were cooked, they put them on the plate, Lao Wang shouted: "Go and get out the wine, let's have two glasses tonight!"

"You can also drink while eating dumplings?" Charlie asked, "Isn't this a staple food?"

"Hehe, aren't you familiar with China? We have a Chinese saying that goes: Dumplings are like wine, the more you drink, the more you drink! There is also a saying that a watch goes with a dog for a long time...Xue Te, this is not the same, in short, dumplings have to be paired with wine! "

It was raining misty outside, and the dumplings in the hall exuded snow-white heat. Lao Wang raised his glass and said, "Before drinking, as the leader, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the cowboy grabbed a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth, shouting, "Eat it before it's too late, Falk! I'm scalding to death!"

Old Wang sneered, Madan, these are freshly cooked dumplings, let you grab them again!

With a cough, he began to give a pre-dinner speech: "Good rain knows the season, and midsummer happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten everything silently. The wild path is dark with clouds, and the castle fire is bright. At dawn, look at the red and wet place, and the flowers are heavy and the sun is setting." How about the city?"

The handsome Mexican applauded: "Although I don't understand it, it rhymes very well. It must be a good poem!"

"Then eat!"

The three of Charlie were blowing cool air vigorously, Lao Wang chuckled, picked up a bowl of dumplings and filled them with cold water, after changing the water twice, the temperature dropped.

"Physics is for nothing. I don't understand why water conducts heat better than air?" Old Wang said contemptuously.

He ate a dumpling. The mutton had no smell. When the dumpling was bitten open, the gravy, oil and water burst together, and the delicious meatballs rolled into his mouth.

Lao Wang patted the table vigorously, and the three of Charlie stared at him: "Boss, what are you talking about?"

"Delicious! So delicious!"

The halazi in the strong man's mouth was almost flowing to the door, and Lao Wang put it on a plate. It opened its mouth and swallowed vigorously, without chewing at all, and swallowed the two plates of dumplings.

It also knew that the dumplings were delicious, so it raised its head to look at Wang Bo while eating, squinted its eyes and swung its tail vigorously, the big thick tail swung like the wings of a helicopter.

Adams Georgetown, the president of Christie's Oceania, called and said, "Wang, my good friend, you must have read the news reports, right? If not, then I have to surprise you."

"I saw it, more than 25 million New Zealand dollars, right?" Wang Bo said happily.

Adams said: "Yes, the money has arrived in our company's account today. The handling fee is 7.5%, which is 1.9125 million New Zealand dollars, and the final amount is 23.0925 million New Zealand dollars. It will be sent to your account after the bank reviews it. Please remember to check it. .”

When the funds arrived, the rain that lasted for a week also stopped, double happiness came to the door, Lao Wang stood at the door and looked into the distance, the brilliant weather was like his mood.