"One hundred trillion is enough, anything more is a waste."
One hundred trillion? How many billion is that? What currency settlement? It’s too general. Mr. Huang San looked at Hu Xiaocao,
"Have we given it yet?"
Hu Xiaocao was suddenly asked, and his thoughts immediately went astray.
"Third Master, let's get together and sell iron.
The settlement is based on 100 million, and 100 trillion is unaffordable.
Uncle Cai, can we pay in installments? Isn’t ten thousand installments a bit long?”
This is all a mess, and it was all led astray by Mr. Huang San. Cai Gen quickly explained,
"Broadband, broadband for Internet access, broadband for a few hundred yuan a year, and by the way, a computer and a mobile phone."
Mr. Huang’s interest in modern things is limited to mobile phones.
I was surfing the Internet and not quite understanding, so I looked at Hu Xiaocao again.
Hu Xiaocao also knew that he was a little off track just now.
"Uncle Cai, are there any other conditions?"
Cai Gen shook his head, thinking that it wasn't expensive at all. Why were they so ink-stained?
"That's all. Just don't let too many people go in. As for the number, we'll negotiate later."
Hu Xiaocao determined the price of the protection fee, took out the landline phone in the iron cabinet, and began to show his strength.
"Xiaobai, go buy the latest computer and mobile phone. I'm at the entrance of the pool.
You can't fly when it's snowing and the road is blocked? You're as stupid as a pig, you can do it in an hour."
"Xiaohong, give me this broadband immediately. I'm at the entrance of the pool.
I don’t care, you can figure it out yourself and get it done within an hour.”
"Xiao Zi, build a base station for me here. I'm at the entrance of the ground pool.
You can do whatever I ask you to do. I will use my mobile phone. I don’t like landline phones.
It won’t work if there’s no signal here, we’ll get it done within an hour.”
"Xiao Hei, bring me the whole table of food. I'm at the entrance of the pond.
By the way, bring some air conditioners. It’s not fun to eat in cold weather. We can finish it within an hour.”
If the first few phone calls reflect Hu Xiaocao’s work intensity,
So the last call is Hu Xiaocao's observation.
She saw that Cai Gen and the others didn't even have cigarettes, let alone food, so they must be hungry.
In terms of human sophistication, Hu Xiaocao was much better than Mr. Huang San. Cai Gen had a deep understanding of this.
It may also be because of different statuses and different angles of thinking about problems. Mr. Huang San is still more concerned about seniority.
After an hour, Cai Gen still believed that he bought a computer, mobile phone or something.
It's just a matter of distance. If you have enough money, buy it when you get there.
Cai Gen didn't believe it if he could activate broadband and mobile phone signal base stations underground and at the end of the cave within an hour.
Remember, there are working day requirements, right? Can you just click it when you are in a hurry?
Many things don't just require money, they also require momentum.
More than 20 minutes later, a group of people came over and did not take the small train. Maybe they disliked the slow speed of the small train.
There were tables, chairs, air-conditioned tableware, and there was actually a man carrying two charcoal hot pots, with the charcoal fire coming out.
The last person had two sheep under his arms. They were live sheep.
I saw the last man, the man with the cartwheel, throwing the sheep to the ground and began to kill and skin it.
A dark-faced man turned on the air conditioner, adjusted the temperature, and carefully said to Hu Xiaocao,
"Second Grandma, time is tight, can we have hot pot? The lamb is freshly slaughtered."
He might be afraid that Hu Xiaocao would be dissatisfied because he was clearly talking about a table of food.
In the end, I only cooked one dish, which made me feel a little guilty.
Hu Xiaocao ignored him and looked at Cai Gen,
"Uncle Cai, would you like hot pot? Shabu-shabu mutton."
Cai Gen was so happy that he loved this bite the most.
When you are hungry, what could be better than eating a bite of hand-cut mutton?
Shark's fin and abalone will not be replaced.
"Well, let's just have a bite, don't go to too much trouble."
Cai Gen was very satisfied with this gesture.
Seeing Cai Gen nod, Hu Xiaocao waved his hand, indicating to Xiao Hei to continue and hurry up.
This group of people cooperates very skillfully, and they may be the chef team of the resort for a lifetime.
Those who make small ingredients, those who clean up the mutton, and those who boil water in large pots have a precise division of labor and are extremely efficient.
After four or five large air conditioners were turned on, the temperature around the dining table also rose, so we sat down around the table.
Cai Gen still wanted to say a few polite words, but Zhen Shui Yin and Na Qi had already started.
If you're afraid that you won't get anything to eat in the end, you'd better leave the polite part behind, it's not very important.
Freshly cut mutton only needs to be turned once in the boiling hot pot before it is cooked.
Just put a little bit of freshly ground ingredients on it, put it in your mouth, and it melts.
A huge sense of happiness hit Cai Gen's mind, and he felt like he was about to take off.
In less than five minutes, the four or five kilograms of mutton that had been cut in the first round were gone.
During the rare intermission, Cai Gen handed out cigarettes to a group of people, and while waiting for a break, he smoked a cigarette to relieve the tension.
The cigarette is half smoked and the meat hasn't come yet. This is a bit too much.
Aren't they two sheep?
The four main meat eaters unconsciously looked at the man who was killing the sheep and cutting it.
What kind of craftsmanship is it? Is it so rough?
Hu Xiaocao didn't move a word. He was really indifferent to the eating behavior of this group of people.
Never eaten meat?
Is it that delicious?
How long has it been since you had a meal?
Especially now, when the meat is gone, they all look at the meat cutter. Is it so urgent?
The man who was cutting the meat was cutting the meat in an orderly manner when he suddenly felt that he was being noticed.
Eight hungry wolf-like eyes are looking at me as if they were real. What does this mean?
Is the meat cut thick? Or thin? Or is it the wrong part? Does it taste bad?
The temperature in the cave is not high, but sweat is pouring from his forehead. What did I do wrong?
Everyone here is a distinguished guest, otherwise the Second Mistress wouldn’t have placed the dining table at the entrance to the forbidden area.
Have you been neglectful?
He slowly put down the knife and looked at his second grandma, feeling a little aggrieved.
"Second Grandma, where did I go wrong?"
Hu Xiaocao almost cried when he saw his bearish appearance, and was very dissatisfied.
"The meat is gone, you cut too slowly."
No more? I remember that I had already lost four or five kilograms, but it was all gone so quickly?
After finding the reason, the axle man is no longer aggrieved. Since he thinks I am slow?
Well then, I'll show off my skills.
A low roar was suppressed by him and shouted out,
An invisible aura was released centered on him,
The cotton-padded jacket he was wearing suddenly burst open, exposing all his flesh.
Using both hands, he threw half of the sheep on the chopping board into the air, and used his magical powers to immobilize the mutton.
Opening the bow left and right, the meat slices kept flying towards Cai Gen and his family's dining table, and landed steadily on the plate, faster than a meat grinder.
To cut a piece of meat, is it necessary to use magical powers?
This is too showy, as if he is afraid that people will not know that he is not a normal person.
When the meat came, Cai Gen and the others withdrew their gaze and stopped smoking. They pinched out the cigarette butts sparingly, leaving only the butts.
With a look of poverty on his face, he continued to work hard on the mutton, and the wind was blowing.