Chapter 124 Late Night Snack
Chapter 124 Late Night Snack
As for Huayi's joining the company, it naturally couldn't be settled over a few drinks.
After all, this is not about selling pork. It involves money and shares. We have to sit down and discuss it slowly.
Moreover, to put it bluntly, even if these three companies alone could handle these two large projects, they would have to bring in more parties in the future.
Therefore, after confirming the initial intention at the cocktail party, the big guys did not talk more about this aspect, but made an appointment to discuss it further.
As time grew late, the celebratory party finally ended and everyone went home.
Wang Hao was very sober. After all, no one was going to force him to drink at the party. But there was another problem at the moment. The celebration party was over and he was still a little hungry.
After all, this was just a buffet party, and even if there was some food, it would not be enough to fill our stomachs.
Fortunately, this is Shangjing City, and it is only a little after ten o'clock. The city is still very lively, and there is no shortage of places to eat.
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Chunyu Hutong can be said to be one of the older alleys in Shangjing City.
However, with the wave of opening up, this oldest alley in the capital city has also regained a different vitality.
Most of the original residents of the alleys have moved away, and have been replaced by snack bars, restaurants and canteens.
After all, behind Chunyu Hutong is the most lively bar street in Shangjing today.
Whenever the lights come on, the street is bustling with people. Countless young men and women are partying and swaying wildly under the stimulation of music and alcohol.
And after the revelry, they would definitely come to Chunyu Hutong to replenish their energy.
So even though it was past ten o'clock in the evening, Chunyu Hutong was still extremely lively.
The aroma of various foods was like nimble swimming fish, following the air and entering people's noses.
Just in the corner of this street, in a seemingly old shop, Wang Hao, who had just finished a celebratory press conference, was sitting in the house and feasting on a meal.
Of course, he was not alone at the moment. Opposite Wang Hao, Wan Qian, who was wrapped in a military coat, was also sweating profusely while eating.
"You two, your meat is here!"
An aproned woman carried a large enamel plate and placed it on their table.
On the plate was thinly sliced beef, drizzled with oil and mixed with onions and coriander.
As soon as the meat was on the table, Wang Hao and Wan Qian didn't hesitate to pick up their chopsticks and put all the meat on the plate onto the hot iron plate.
Although it is called an iron plate, it is not a whole piece. Instead, it is made of finger-thick iron bars welded together into a round plate, which is placed on the stove with charcoal fire burning underneath.
As the beef was placed on the iron plate, the fat and protein made a sizzling sound under the high temperature, and at the same time an enticing aroma rose up along with the smoke.
This is the legendary Shangjing delicacy - barbecue!
It is said that there is no delicious food in Beijing, only that people are poor and picky.
This is true.
The so-called barbecue can actually be traced back to the late Ming Dynasty and early Qing Dynasty.
The nomadic people at that time entered the pass. Because they loved to eat barbecue, and the houses in the capital city were mostly made of wood, they came up with the way of eating barbecue.
The only difference from other barbecues is that it has two forms: "civilized eating" and "martial eating".
But nowadays, who cares about this anymore, just do whatever is comfortable. Wang Hao and his friends had a great meal, after all, it was still quite cold in the winter in Beijing, and it was so pleasant to sit around the fire, eat barbecue, and sip wine in such weather.
In addition, although this old Pangsao BBQ restaurant is not as old as "Nanwan Beiji", the meat it uses is of excellent quality and the boss who cuts the meat is also very good with his knife skills. The two of them ate one plate of meat after another and almost tried all the varieties of meat in his store.
Even the plate of meat brought by the proprietress didn't last long.
Thinly sliced meat is very easy to cook. Once placed on the hot iron plate, the color changes instantly in just a few seconds.
Wang Hao likes the fresh and tender taste, just like he likes young girls. He immediately picked up the meat, put it in a dish of sesame sauce, or dipped it in cumin and chili powder, and then stuffed it into his mouth.
The wall beside the two men was covered with black marks from smoke and fire due to years of business, but this did not reduce their appetite.
Only when they were half full did they finally slow down their eating pace.
"Phew, feel good!"
Wang Hao took a sip of beer, let out a long sigh, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Wan Qian, who was sitting opposite him, couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
"What are you laughing at?" Wang Hao looked at her curiously.
"Who would have thought that a famous new director would run out in the middle of the night to look for food because he couldn't eat enough at a cocktail party."
Wan Qian put a piece of meat into the bowl, dipped it in the seasoning, and said jokingly:
"I guess you must have been having a great time chatting with some pretty young girl at the party, so you had no appetite at all.
But they say beauty is a feast to the eyes, why doesn't it work for you?"
When Wang Hao heard this, he immediately shook his head and smiled bitterly:
"You are wrongly accusing me. The ones who held me back were not some pretty girls, but three grown men."
"Three grown men?" Wan Qian's eyes widened, then she shook her head, "I don't believe it. You never tell the truth!"
Faced with such a useless test from a girl, an honest person would answer the questions seriously and try to prove that he is telling the truth.
Someone as experienced as Wang Hao directly switched from defense to offense.
"I'm not a good liar, but I think you look like a good liar."
Wan Qian was unhappy when she heard this. "How could I lie? I'm a very direct person. I just say what I want to say!"
Wang Hao looked at her in confusion, "Really? But I heard from others that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie."
"Is that person Zhang Wuji's mother?" Wan Qian curled her lips, but there was still a hint of smile on her face.
After all, few girls can refuse compliments, especially when the boy who compliments her is not that annoying.
But after laughing, Wan Qian's face became serious again, and she asked in a disgruntled manner:
"But there are still a lot of female celebrities at your celebration party. I heard that many people are vying to attend.
Why don't you just invite anyone after the cocktail party? Why are you sending me a message?
You want someone to come out and have supper with you late at night? Do we know each other well? "
(End of this chapter)