Chapter 252 Fake Mustard? (2 in 1)

"Brother Zhao, you don't understand business." Wang Zilong sighed, looked at Liu Qingfeng with admiration, and said, "The business circle is very large, but the top circle is very small. Except for the business chain of the big family, There are not many individuals who can reach the level of Mr. Liu, and his personal influence is not low, and he has a reputation wherever he goes."

"Oh." Zhao Feng glanced at him and said softly, "I'm here to bid, not to see anyone."

"Brother Zhao, listen to my brother's advice." Wang Zilong said earnestly: "It's better to give up this land. He alone is stronger than all the people present. If he can't compete, if you make him unhappy, that's a shame. What a disaster, you know, the mall is like a battlefield."

"Okay, don't need to say more." Wang Zilong's words made Zhao Feng frowned slightly, and he replied in a very flat tone: "I, Zhao Feng, do things without looking at other people's faces!"

The word "others" probably refers to people other than the master's family.

After the initial surprise, Zhao Feng's heart is calm, so what if he has money? What about the right?

My master, Zhao Feng, is an immortal cultivator. In his eyes, you are all ants.

"That...well then." Wang Zilong smiled wryly, but didn't say anything more.

Amid the exclamations of the people, the bidding is about to begin.

On the stage, the man sitting in the main seat put his head in front of the microphone and coughed lightly. When everyone looked over, people could clearly find that when this man was looking at Liu Qingfeng, there was a trace of Can't tell what it means.

"First of all, everyone is welcome to participate in this bidding. This building was established ten years ago, and until now..."

The man first gave an opening speech, introducing the history and current situation of the building. Because of the address relocation, the land was only ready for bidding.

After finishing speaking, the man clapped his hands and said:

"Before we start, I have something to announce. We will be betting on a hidden bid today. Next, the staff will issue an application form, and the staff will answer all your questions. After three days, the bidding results will be announced. Announced, well, ready to start."

The man nodded to the people beside him, and they waved to more than a dozen staff members, who each took the form of intent and walked towards the bidders sitting on the lower side.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

People never thought,

They were a little caught off guard that they would be bidding directly today.

"Brother Zhao, look." Wang Zilong shook his head and sighed softly, "This is the influence brought by Liu Qingfeng and Liu Dong. Don't even think about it, you can't grab it."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Zhao Feng narrowed his eyes and replied with a light smile.

Although Liu Qingfeng was rich and powerful, so what?

Let you blow the wind and the waves, I will stand still.

Even if a more powerful person is facing him, Zhao Feng will still fight for it. If he loses, he can lose, but he will not give up. This is him, the truest him.

"Hey......"

Wang Zilong shook his head with a smile, and didn't say anything more. After all, Brother Zhao, a layman, knows too little about business matters.

Soon, a staff member walked up to the two of them, and she handed over an application form, explaining as she spoke:

"Hello Mr. Wang, this form needs to be filled out."

"Okay." Wang Zilong took a pen and started to fill in.

After filling in the information, Wang Zilong looked at the last item, and said with some doubts; "Do you want to pay in advance today?"

"Yes, pay one-third in advance today, and the result will be announced three days later. If you are not selected, the money will be refunded." The staff explained with a smile.

"En." Wang Zilong frowned slightly, glanced at Zhao Feng, leaned over, and said in a low voice, "The advance payment is one-third of the bidding amount. How much do you want to bid? Just pay one-third." OK."

"This..." Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, revealing a trace of embarrassment.

"Brother Zhao, is there any difficulty?" Wang Zilong asked after pondering for a moment.

"I'm only in the early 100 million now." Zhao Feng said softly, "It will take two days for the more than one billion to arrive."

"Oh." Wang Zilong thought for a while, then smiled and said, "I wonder how much money you have prepared, Brother Zhao? I can lend you less than 100 million first."

He wasn't afraid that the money would renege on his account or anything. The reason why he agreed was based on several considerations. Since Liu Qingfeng came, 90% of the bidding would fail. If he failed, the money would be returned to the account, and he would not lose money. In another situation, it's like hitting a big luck. If Zhao Feng wins the bid, the money doesn't matter. If he can't afford it, it happens that he can also participate in the project of this building.

No matter how you look at it, he didn't lose the money, so he just said it right now.

"Thank you Mr. Wang, I owe you a favor." Zhao Feng nodded.

After a little discussion, they finally signed a bidding price of 600 million yuan and paid 200 million yuan.

When paying the money, Liu Qingfeng at the front got up and left, and beside him, the bidders who were sitting on the stage saw each other off with smiles on their faces.

This scene made Zhao Feng's heart sink slightly.

I'm afraid it's really difficult to bid this time.

 …

In the afternoon, Mengmeng and Wang Yihan had a great time playing in Crescent Mountain.

At five o'clock, the group returned to the restaurant.

Because Zhao Feng bid for the auction in the afternoon, he came to the mountain to pick up the curly-haired pig late, so the dinner diners only had fried rice with eggs and noodles in clear soup.

Around seven o'clock, some pork belly and trotters were brought over.

Because there were still a few diners eating, we waited for another half an hour.

"Boss, lady boss, there is no one downstairs." Zhao Feng walked up to the second floor and said.

"Start cooking!" Zi Yan smiled slightly, stood up and walked downstairs, halfway there, she found that Zhang Han was still sitting on the sofa coaxing the baby, so she said:

"Eh? Zhang Han, come here, I can't find the seasoning."

"Well." Zhang Han got up and followed.

The two walked downstairs, Zhao Feng followed behind, Zi Yan saw this, turned around and said:

"You can also rest upstairs for a while, just leave the dinner to me."

"Okay." Zhao Feng nodded with a smile, and retreated.

These are only Zhang Han and Zi Yan in the kitchen on the first floor.

"The ingredients are all ready, so I'm going to do it. You put the hot sauce, pepper, salt, and sugar here." Zi Yan pointed to the side of the cutting board.

After speaking, she washed her hands in the basin, dried them, and picked up a kitchen knife from the knife holder.

The posture is very elegant, picking up a piece of pork belly and putting it on the cutting board.

She presses the meat with her left hand, and holds the knife in her right hand, moving back and forth like slicing a steak.

"Let me do it."

After Zhang Han took the seasoning, he came over.

"Okay, then you cut it." Zi Yan was not polite, and directly gave up her seat, because the piece of meat just cut was a bit thick.

"Thin slices of meat are required. The meat hasn't been quick-frozen, so it's not very easy to cut." Zi Yan stood aside like a little daughter-in-law, reminding her, her beautiful eyes looking at the meat on the cutting board without blinking.

In her clear eyes, Zhang Han started to move with a kitchen knife.

clang clang clang....

A burst of neat and regular sounds came out. This kind of kitchen-specific sound is sometimes very charming. At least, Zhang Han is tall in Zi Yan's heart at this moment.

"It's amazing, huh? No, no, wait." Zi Yan admired it for a few seconds, and suddenly found something was wrong. After seeing Zhang Han stop, she picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, and said dumbfoundingly: "It's too thin, This is not good, it will burn easily when baked."

The meat slices are as thin as snowflakes, and even a little transparent. It is not an exaggeration to say that if it is used for hot pot, it can be cooked in a second in the hot soup.

"How thick is that?" Zhang Han asked with a smile.

"It's...five times thicker than this." Zi Yan thought for a while and said.

"it is good."

Zhang Han's hand moved again.

The clanging sound filled the kitchen again, and Zi Yan's gaze shifted from looking at the meat to Zhang Han's cheeks.

His facial features are sharp and angular, very masculine, and also very handsome, making Zi Yan look at him, she can't help but lose her mind.

"How much do you want to cut?"

When Zhang Han finished cutting two pieces of pork belly, he turned his head and asked.

"Ah! Oh." Zi Yan suddenly came back to her senses, she was a little flustered for a while, her big eyes flickered at the meat on the cutting board, and said: "How many people are there in total?"

"Five adults, two little guys." Zhang Han replied a little strangely.

"Then, I'm cutting one." Zi Yan thought for a while and said.

"Okay." Zhang Han took another piece of pork belly and began to cut it.

"I'll peel the garlic." Zi Yan pursed her lips, took three heads of garlic from the side and started peeling.

Zhang Han cuts the meat, and she peels the garlic, much like a loving couple cooking together in the kitchen.

looks like?

Zi Yan was a little shy in her heart, Meimou couldn't help but glance at Zhang Han secretly.

But the nerd lived up to his reputation and was just cutting meat.

After the meat is cut, Zi Yan's garlic skin is also peeled off.

"Cut half of these garlic into slices, and the other half into minced garlic." Zi Yan said.

Then she walked to the side, took out a small pot, put all the meat in it, added Korean chili sauce, a little pepper and sugar, added the minced garlic, and Zi Yan took the chopsticks to stir it evenly.

"Okay, just wait for a while to bake." Zi Yan clapped her hands and said with a smile.

"You look so beautiful when you smile."

Zhang Han stared at Zi Yan's eyes and said softly.

"Really?" Zi Yan's pretty face flushed, and her voice softened by three points.

"I used to think that you were the kind of iceberg beauty, but now I feel better, your smile is very beautiful."

"Iceberg Beauty? Is there one? I sometimes laugh when I'm on the show." Zi Yan said with a little doubt.

"The main thing is human beauty."

Zhang Han smiled, and started to roast a few pig's trotters after speaking. Halfway through the roast, the meat slices were put in the roasting pan, and roasted for another 25 minutes, and the dinner was out of the pan.

A group of people came to the round dining table downstairs and sat down.

"This one should be rolled like this, use a piece of lettuce, put a piece of barbecue, put a small piece of spicy cabbage on top, put two slices of garlic, cover with a piece of barbecue, and wrap it with lettuce." Zi Yan was doing it. Demonstration while talking.

She rolled one, and when she was about to pass it to Mengmeng, she found that Zhang Han had handed a small barbecue vegetable roll in front of Mengmeng. He said softly:

"Taste Mengmeng, bite lightly."

"Got it." Mengmeng took it and took a small bite: "Well, it's delicious."

This can't help but make Zi Yan give Zhang Han an angry look, this guy is too good at slipping his beard.

She bit the grilled meat roll into her mouth, and looked at Zhang Han while biting hard.

After eating this one, Zi Yan didn't move anymore, she looked straight at Zhang Han with her beautiful eyes.

Zhang Han picked up the lettuce, quickly rolled up the second small barbecue vegetable roll, and handed it to Mengmeng.

The third and fourth are all cute.

This bastard can't see me?

Zi Yan was together in her heart. With puffed cheeks, he got up and walked to the side of the kitchen: "I'm going to get some drinks."

Taking advantage of the timing of the drink, Zi Yan glanced around in the kitchen, took out a tube of mustard paste, snorted softly and walked back to the dining table.

"Everyone have a drink." Zi Yan put the drink on the table first, then quickly picked up the lettuce leaves, squeezed some mustard on the side of her legs, and covered it with sliced ​​meat and made the meat roll, she was full of smiles Looking at Zhang Han, he passed the meat roll and said:

"Honey, I'll roll one for you, eat it."

"puff......"

Zhou Fei sprayed a sip of Coke all over the floor, and she stared at Zi Yan dumbfounded.

Oh my god, sister Yan already said dear? How much is this development?

On the other hand, Su Yu said with a smile, "You guys are so affectionate."

"Yes, the boss and the boss's wife are very affectionate." Zhao Feng noticed Zi Yan's little trick, and he said with a suppressed smile.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Han glanced at Zi Yan, smiled slightly, and didn't take it with his hands, and directly passed his mouth over. When eating the meat roll, he inevitably kissed Zi Yan's slender fingers.

This can't help but make Zi Yan's hands feel a little numb, but she is looking forward to the next scene, her eyes are full of funny colors, staring at Zhang Han, humming softly in her heart:

Let you guy always ignore me! Hmph, I want to punish you!

However, Zhang Han didn't show any expression at all. He ate a few mouthfuls and smiled at her, saying:

"This way of eating is really delicious."

"Eh?" Zi Yan was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what was going on.

So after a minute, she took the opportunity to squeeze some mustard again, this time twice as much as last time, covered it with sliced ​​meat, wrapped it up, and brought it to Zhang Han's mouth, saying:

"Reward you with another sip."

"Yeah." Zhang Han smiled, this time his mouth opened a little bit, causing Zi Yan's two fingers to be sucked by his mouth.

Zi Yan seemed to have been shocked, she withdrew her palm like lightning, and stared at Zhang Han without blinking her beautiful eyes.

what happened? Could this be fake mustard?

Zi Yan was a little stunned, but Zhang Han still didn't have a spicy expression, and ate it deliciously.

So, Zi Yan took another chance, squeezed mustard, covered the meat, wrapped it up again, and was about to hand it over.

"Honey." Zhang Han chuckled, looked at Zi Yan and said, "You eat too."

"Ah? Oh." Zi Yan paused, thinking about it, it's time to try it!

This mustard is fake, and she doesn't have to give Zhang Hanbao anymore!

So Zi Yan took the meat roll, handed it to her mouth, licked her fingers habitually, and then she froze suddenly.

finger? Zhang Han, he just...

Indirect kissing?

Zi Yan's face turned red suddenly, but the next moment, she bit her teeth, and a very strong mustard smell spread throughout her mouth.

"Well!"

Zi Yan's eyes gradually widened, she quickly pulled out two tissues, lowered her head and spat out the meat roll in her mouth.

"Hahaha....."

With a spicy expression on Zi Yan's face, her tongue sticking out, she hurriedly picked up a can of juice, and drank it in big gulps.

"Puff...cough cough cough cough..." Zhao Feng, who was watching the whole process, almost couldn't hold back.

As for Zhang Han, although his expression was normal, his smiling eyes completely betrayed him.

"My dear, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Han hurriedly said.

But Zi Yan, who raised her head, had already caught the smile in his eyes. She stretched out her white and tender palm, put it on Zhang Han's waist, and pinched it.

At the same time, with a smile on his face, he leaned over his head and whispered in Zhang Han's ear:

"You are so bad! You wait for me!"

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