The king of longing for entertainment

Um, it may be a bit difficult to overturn the pot, after all, the pot is relatively big.

"Li Yu, can you tell me whether you can sell this fish? You have the final say on your family~" Now Wang Zhengyu regrets it a bit, because Mao didn't include both the vegetable garden and the fish pond in the contract.

In this way, if you want to eat, you can directly fish it?

Where is the need to buy it like this?

Li Yu, who was sitting on the chair teaching Zifeng to draw, didn't raise his head, "Mr. He has the final say, if he says he won't sell it, then he won't sell it, if he says he will sell it, then he will sell it!"

"Have you heard, how could our cub be facing you?" He Jiong looked at it cheerfully.

"Okay, then what do you want to do? I'm holding the idea of ​​​​adding to the big guys. Teacher He, you can't be so inhumane, right? Hehehe~~~"

The laughing old Wang is now like a big villain, but now he can be proud.

"This guy has such a big hat on Teacher He's head, it's really hard for him!" Huang Lei, who was busy processing the ingredients, naturally heard Lao Wang's words.

This guy has changed a bit in his eyes, he is finally smarter for a while.

I know how to put on a hat!

"Yes, you are cruel enough~"

"I'll sell you the fish, but I don't want money or anything else. I want to exchange things with the logistics department of the program group, and exchange ingredients for ingredients~~" He Jiong, who knew that he had been swayed by Lao Wang, immediately thought of what to do. How did it break.

No money, we just need food.

The logistics department can make out everything for us to choose, and just exchange the heavy fish for other things.

"That won't work, there is no such rule~" Wang Zhengyu immediately refused.

"Forget it, brothers, it's not Mr. He, I don't give you extra meals, it's because your boss is too stingy." He Jiong was about to start catching fish and returning to the kitchen to be slaughtered by Huang Lei to make smoked fish.

If you can't eat it, you can eat it slowly.

"Hey, Director Wang has been eaten to death by Mr. He." The cheerful Qi Wei said in a low voice.

"I guess the director will definitely obey Mr. He's request. Who asked him to label Mr. He first?" Yang Mi also looked amusedly at Lao Wang hitting her foot with a brick.

Are you saying that your director's work is not good?

If you insist on arguing with a host, isn't it uncomfortable for yourself to find abuse?

"It's so exciting, Mr. He killed the director in a few moments~" Reba wanted to applaud Mr. He directly to celebrate.

This master's trick is really deadly. Didn't you see that the staff of the program team looked at the director with strange eyes?If it wasn't for this guy being the director, he might be covered in a sack when he goes out.

"Hey, no, Mr. He, we haven't finished talking about the price yet?" Lao Wang continued to struggle.

"Is there anything else we can talk about? You have what you said, and I have nothing to say. Is there anyone who talks about the price like this?" He Jiong looked at Lao Wang and said in a flat tone.

"But, but, this is a bit against the rules!"

If others don't know, doesn't he know himself?

The logistics department just went to the town to replenish supplies. If He Jiong went in to replace things, it would be like putting the tiger into the rabbit's nest.

"Well then, just follow your rules~~"

"Come on, Mr. He, can I change it?"

"Isn't that right?"

Pharaoh: "..."

Chapter 30 original song (seeking collection, seeking investment)

"Here, my smoked fish~~"

The two fish that had been cut into pieces on the chopping board went straight into the pot.

The hot oil pan was frying the fish pieces, and soon there was a faint smell of fish wafting out.

Even if it's just fried without any seasoning, the taste has a faint fragrance that makes people slightly intoxicated by the fragrance and can't extricate themselves.

"How was it? How did the battle go in the end?" Huang Lei asked curiously.

At the final stage of the price negotiation just now, he was busy doing things, but he didn't hear all the details in detail.

But he still knew that He Jiong won the final victory.

"Mr. Huang, don't you know what Director Wang looked like in the end, as if he had eaten a dead mouse, and his face was as black as the soot under your pot." happy to say.

It's just that what he didn't see was the old Wang whose face was getting darker outside the camera, otherwise he probably wouldn't have the guts to say it.

"Hey, how could anyone say that about Director Wang?" He Jiong patted the boy lightly, and He Jiong couldn't help but smile.

After briefly describing the final result, He Jiong even described in detail the process of Pharaoh's face turning black, and he almost brought Pharaoh over to perform.

"It's good to exchange things for things, let's do it like this in the future!" Huang Lei immediately thought of a way to avoid Wang Zhengyu's restraint in the future.

It's a bit of a loss for Lao Wang to spend money. Everything belongs to him, and he has the final say on the price. It's a bit of a disadvantage to buy it.

"Let's eat~~"

Soon the smell of food in the kitchen wafted out.

He Jiong, who came out with bowls and chopsticks, looked at the people who were watching Li Yu's painting and said.

The few paintings by Li Yu just conquered them all. Each of them held a cartoon pattern of a character that was eighty percent similar to themselves, and the happy expression on their faces could not be concealed.

"Zifeng, why are you so happy? Eat first, and then learn to paint with your little brother Yu!" He Jiong, who had placed the dishes and chopsticks, helped to put the things on the table aside.

"Okay~" The happy little girl ran back into the house with a pile of drawings.

Soon the dishes were on the table, and the delicious Reba just squatted on the side of the stove and watched the whole time, and it was already tasted after being out of the pot.

"Come on, Teacher Huang, let's do one first~~"

Sitting on the table, Huang Lei clinked glasses with He Jiong lightly.

It's just the two of them drinking a little wine or something, but the reba that they wanted to drink was suppressed by Yang Mi's hot hands, and now they have to get angry with the dishes on the table.

"It's so fragrant, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Huang~" Even Yang Mi, who is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, was more impressed by Huang Lei's cooking skills with one chopstick.

"That's weird, Mr. Huang, when did your cooking skills improve so much?"

He Jiong, who had picked up several chopsticks, tasted the taste. It's not that he has never eaten Huang Lei's dishes before, and it can even be said that he often eats them too often, but today they are surprisingly much more delicious.