I have a city in the desert

In the bunker, a group of people watched Fatty Wang skillfully pierce the gerbils with iron rods and start barbecues on the fire.

Not long after, the not-so-large bunker was filled with the smell of meat. Fatty Wang sniffed while complimenting: "Fragrant! It's really scented! This taste is even the best bamboo rat!"

While Fatty Wang was talking, he deliberately pulled out a small bottle of cumin mixed spice from his pocket. A group of people were dumbfounded. Is this the daily operation of a food king?

Zizi!

The cumin powder was sprinkled on the grilled gerbils, and the fragrance soon became stronger.

"Brother Jiang, come and taste it! This meat is absolutely powerful!"

Fatty Wang roasted a gerbil and handed it to Jiang Chen, who hurriedly waved his hand and refused.

He couldn't eat this kind of unknown creature.

"Professor, come, have a taste? You eat what Lao Tzu produces every day. This is the first time Lao Tzu has cooked for you!"

Fatty Wang finished talking to Professor Ma, and Professor Ma helped his eyes and shook his hand.

"No, no, you should eat it yourself!"

"Cut, every coward! Okay, let me eat it for you!"

Fatty Wang said that he tore the roasted gerbils and ate them directly. While eating, he became intoxicated: "Fragrant! It is fragrant!

This kind of rat meat is lean and chewy, and, um, can also taste a desolate feeling of wind and sand, it is amazing!"

Fatty Wang cried as he ate and was moved. When everyone saw him eating, he swallowed unconsciously.

Fatty Wang handed the ripped gerbil to Professor Ma. Teacher Ma coughed and said, "I'll try it.

I heard from Liu from the Medical University that the animals in the desert are rich in minerals.

This mineral will replenish many nutrients needed by the human body. I will taste the taste of this pure natural mineral mixture."

Professor Ma tore a piece in his mouth and slowly refused.

"Eat if you want, you have so many reasons!"

After finishing talking, Fatty Wang peeled a bamboo rat and grilled it.

Everyone stared at Professor Ma, his thin body trembling constantly against the bonfire.

"Wonderful! It tastes really good! It's even more amazing if you can have another sip of wine!"

After Professor Ma finished speaking, Fatty Wang really took out a bottle of wine from his pocket and threw it in.

"Next, let your old man know the goods and tell you, I won't sell my wine for 10,000 sips. It's cheaper for you today!"

After receiving the wine from Fatty Wang, Professor Ma also helped Fatty Wang set up a barbecue booth with a small chair.

"Mr. Wang, let me tell you that this desert bamboo rat only eats minerals and grasses in the desert. It does not eat meat!

This kind of rat meat is the purest, without any pollution."

"Really? The bamboo rats I raise in the bamboo forest in the southwest only eat bamboo. I sell 21 bamboo rats after processing. I make a net profit of 100 million yuan a year. You said that this gerbil will be sold to me. Can it sell for hundreds of millions a year?"

"This kind of gerbil is much more treasured than the bamboo rat in captivity. If the rat meat is processed, it can be sold for 40%.

You can make these mouse skins into gloves and earmuffs. A pair of gloves should start at least fifty."

After Professor Ma finished speaking, Fatty Wang peeled two more gerbils and grilled them and said, "Fifty? I won't sell them for five hundred!

What age is it now?It's the age of the brand!

Looking back, I went to the Chanel company to develop high-end brand gloves and earmuffs. A pair of gloves should start at least five thousand!"

After Fatty Wang finished speaking, Jiang Chen suddenly realized that his situation had really changed. He was no longer the honest Fatty Wang.

However, the Fatty Wang in front of him looked good.

"High! You can sell two gerbils for tens of thousands! The number of gerbils here are not counted. If you take over the gerbils here, wouldn't you double your value?"

After Professor Ma finished speaking, Fatty Wang said while grilling the gerbils: "It won't be enough to double, after all, my industry is too big.

However, if you invest in a gerbil food company, you can produce marinated gerbils, grilled gerbils, and original rat meat every day. As long as there are enough rats, there are still tens of millions a year.

By the way, invest in a gerbil fur company and cooperate with Chanel to create a gerbil series of winter luxury goods exhibition. It is no problem to sell one billion a year!"

After Fatty Wang finished, Williams next to him heard that Fatty Wang wanted to invest in Gerbil Food Company and Gerbil Fur Company, and he immediately became interested.

There is nothing short in Budo City now, but the enterprise is missing!

"Mr. Wang, do you think your gerbil food company and gerbil fur company can be established in our city of Budo?"

"Fang Buduo City?"

"Yes! Put us in Budo, then I will definitely support your gerbil series as our local specialty!

When the time comes, all those who come to our city of Budo will bring your gerbil meat home."

After Williams finished speaking, Jiang Chen wasn't calm. Why did this so good rat-killing conference turn into an investment promotion conference?

"Fatty Wang, let's talk about serious matters! You want to sell mice, wait until we escape the desert storm!"

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, Fatty Wang stood up while eating roasted rat meat and said, "What I said is also serious!

Brother Chen, leave the job to me. I don't charge you a dime. I will take care of all the rats.

No, I can't solve it all, otherwise, what will I sell?"

After Fatty Wang finished, Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and squeezed a piece of rat meat and put it in his mouth. Don't say it, this rat meat is really tender and delicious!

"How can you handle it?"

Although the rat meat is delicious, the lawn Jiang Chen planted in Budo is more valuable!

So Jiang Chen wouldn't just believe in Fatty Wang, after all, he is now a standard businessman, and businessmen are unprofitable.

"Isn't it easy? Turn back and lower all the glass walls outside the bunker, and put all the gerbils in!"

Before Fatty Wang finished speaking, Jiang Chen gave him a kick: "If you can't stop it, why don't you let it in?"

"Hey, I hide!

Brother Chen, you talk about reverse thinking every day, why are you not as good as my Fatty Wang today?"

"Sell less, how to say?"

"Do you say that there are more gerbils or there are more people in Budo?

Looking back on my income of 10 yuan a gerbil, more than seven million people in Budo can't run over the wall and run into the desert to catch them?"

When Fatty Wang said, a few people suddenly realized.

Sure enough, the authorities are fans and the bystanders are clear, oh no, the brains of foodies are invincible.

Why didn't Jiang Chen expect to mobilize the masses to catch gerbils?

"Can you really let the people catch this stuff?"

Jiang Chen didn't dare to be sloppy.

Fatty Wang didn't say a word. He grabbed a weak soldier and said, "Can you pick up ten dollars?"

Fatty Wang took ten dollars and threw it on the ground. The soldier raised his head and shook his head.

Fatty Wang took out another stack of money and threw it on the ground and said, "Can you pick up 10,000 yuan?"

The soldiers hesitated. In Budo, most of them are out of work. They rely on relief to eat every day, not to mention buying things they like.

If he had this ten thousand yuan, he would definitely become the richest boy in their refugee camp.

"Pick it up!"

The soldier lowered his head as he spoke and went to pick up 10,000 yuan from the ground.