Supreme Little Fisherman

  Chapter 873 A million-dollar gamble!

   Seeing the enthusiasm of the water friends, today's advertising effect is quite good, Zhou An was relieved and turned off the live broadcast.

   Seeing how easy it was today, it took less than an hour to sell hundreds of catties of seafood, and the villagers present were full of confidence in Zhou An's barbecue meeting tomorrow.

  …

  The next day at noon, the Seafood Barbecue Conference started, and there were so many tourists who participated in it, even Zhou An couldn't help being shocked.

   As soon as Zhou An came out, all the tourists looked at Zhou An and exclaimed:

   "Xiao'an, Xiao'an, we all came from your live broadcast room, if you fool us, we can never finish with you today!"

   "That is, the farthest place we have is from other provinces to cheer you up. If the taste is different, blame us for not giving you face!"

  Looking around at the tourists, Zhou An couldn't help but smile: "If anyone can find out a seafood barbecue that tastes better than mine, I will pay him five million without spending a penny!"

   After Zhou An finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense, and took control of the heat of a dozen barbecue grills. After yesterday's rehearsal, it became more and more handy to operate.

  A strange fragrance wafted through the entire seafood barbecue conference, luring out the gluttons in the stomachs of everyone present.

Seeing all the tourists swallowing their saliva and looking forward to it, Zhou An immediately greeted them: "You're done! Two-headed abalone is five hundred and one big lobster is one thousand. Anyone who wants to buy can scan the QR code to pay! "

  Hearing Zhou An's words, a group of tourists rushed towards Zhou An like a pack of wolves, fearing that they would not be able to grab it.

  Zhou An was afraid of a stampede, so he hurriedly said: "Everyone, don't squeeze, everyone! Whether it's abalone or lobster, there are a lot of stocks today, everyone has a share!"

  The more tourists eat, the more addicted they become, and they are full of praise:

   "It's no wonder that Xiaoan in Qingshan Village has the confidence to say that the taste is worse than others, and he will pay five million. It turns out that he really has the ability!"

   "That's right! I've tasted many of the five-star hotel barbecue chef's skills, but the taste is not as good as Xiao An's!"

   "This taste is so amazing, it makes people want to swallow their tongues!"

  A group of tourists calling for friends, the flow of traffic is like a snowball, and the popularity of sales has even exceeded Zhou An's imagination, so Zhou An's physical strength can't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

  …

  Qingshan Town, seafood chain store Haiwei Pavilion meeting room, the atmosphere is so depressing that even the air freezes.

The general manager Chang Bing's face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and he yelled at the foremen: "What the **** is going on? Why did the passenger flow suddenly drop off a cliff, and there are only three or two kittens left? Let's not talk about it if it goes on like this." The seafood shop is the leader, and we will have to close in a few days!"

   All the foremen looked at each other, and their words were full of flattery:

   "It really can't be our fault, the general manager. It's Xiaoan from Qingshan Village who held a seafood barbecue conference and divided all our traffic!"

   "That's right! That Qingshan Village is called Xiaoan. He is an Internet celebrity. As soon as he advertised, a large number of guests who like to join in the fun have gone to Qingshan Village!"

  General Manager Chang Bing looked uncertain, looked at the group of foremen and said, "Do you know who is behind him? Can we offend him?"

  Hearing Chang Bing's words, several well-informed foremen immediately sneered:

   "What kind of backing? That kid became popular because of the fact that people in the city like farmhouse music. He doesn't have any backing!"

   "That's right! I also specifically inquired that he is just a hillbilly bastard. With your connections and means, it is easy to kill him!"

   "Exactly! Behind you, General Manager Chang Bing, there is Bai Yue, the eldest son of the Bai family! What kind of character is that Young Master Bai Yue? You can crush that **** to death with just one finger!"

Hearing the words of the people under his command, Chang Bing immediately had blue veins popping on his forehead, and grinned grinningly: "Okay, very good! Invite Smith, the Michelin three-star chef in the restaurant, to follow me to Qingshan Village, and use his cooking skills to crush that Little bastard, let all the guests know the capabilities of our Seafood Court!"

  In less than a quarter of an hour, Chang Bing, the manager of Haiwei Pavilion, and chef Smith, surrounded by a mighty team, rushed to the square at the entrance of Qingshan Village.

Chang Bing looked at Zhou An in the middle of the crowd, and sneered: "You are Xiao An from Qingshan Village? Do you have the guts to compete with the chef of Haiwei Pavilion, the leader of our seafood cuisine! Whoever loses will give the other five million as an apology! It’s not as good as paying homage to teachers in public!”

  Everyone under Chang Bing also looked at Zhou An and sneered:

   "Boy, have you heard what our general manager Chang Bing said! If you are a man, take up this challenge!"

   "Of course you can choose not to, but you have to take the initiative to give in and close the shop immediately, and we will let you go if you don't engage in seafood barbecue again!"

  Hearing what Chang Bing said, all the tourists were watching the excitement, and they booed one after another:

   "Xiao An promised him to let him see what cooking is!"

   "That's right! Today, this group of people came here to smash the situation. If you admit it, Xiao An, I will cancel you!"

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

  Zhou An glanced at Chang Bing and the group of unkind people who came, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. While skillfully manipulating more than a dozen barbecue grills, he looked at Chang Bing and said, "Okay, then I will agree to your challenge!"

   At this moment, a Bentley parked in the square at the entrance of the village, and an old man in a Tang suit got out of the car and said loudly: "Since it is a competition, there must always be a judge to decide the winner. I wonder if this old man is qualified to be a judge?"

   Those present who knew the old man all exclaimed:

   "My God, this one, this one is Guo Ji, a famous gourmet master in the whole province!"

   "Everyone can say that this gourmet has been eaten all over the country. He is known as the tongue of God. Every chef who has been affirmed by Guo Ji has become a top chef without exception!"

   "This person who is willing to be a judge is really suitable!"

  Chang Bing smiled at Guo Ji and said, "I have no problem, what about you country bumpkin?"

   "Anyone is welcome to be the judge, since you promised me to do whatever I want." Zhou An looked like an old god, and he didn't even bother to argue with Chang Bing.

  Chang Bing flattered a blond-haired blue-eyed European and American guy: "Okay! Then I'll leave the abalone and lobster barbecue to you, Chef Smith!"

  The European and American guy known as Smith hummed, and under the gaze of the audience, he ordered his subordinates to set up a stage and start grilling with processed lobster and abalone, with neat and skillful techniques.

   It took less than ten minutes for Smith to finish a plate of seafood barbecue. He brought it to Guo Ji himself, and said in jerky Chinese: "Old Guo, please!"

  Guo Ji took two mouthfuls, tasted it for a while, and then said: "It is tender, delicious and full of umami, slightly charred but not the slightest bit of burnt smell, the lips and teeth are fragrant, and the seafood barbecue is undoubtedly the best!"

  (end of this chapter)