Everyone saw the melon cut out by Wen Xu, it was quite beautiful, one by one stretched out the small silver fork in his hand, forked a small and thin petal of almost three centimeters thick and put it in his mouth, after eating a few bites, he couldn't help but speed up, and quickly finished eating and stretched out the silver fork in his hand and began to fork the second piece, and finally everyone simply put down the cup in their hands and began to concentrate on dealing with the two watermelons on the table. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xu Daxin not only ate it himself, but also took a few pieces and gave them to the waiter next to him, and let them taste them.

"Very good! I don't really admit that your watermelon is better than mine, and there is a delicate balance between the sugar and the taste of the melon soil!" said the Western boy with a thumbs up to Wen Xu.

Wen Xu was made by this girl's disease, did not expect this person's Chinese level to be so good, if it was to blindfold himself to listen to him, how could he not feel that this was a foreigner, and spoke standard Mandarin, more pure than the accent of many Xu Daxin's gang, Wen Xu felt that he could go to the court platform as a host if he practiced again.

"Your Chinese level is really good!" people praised his melon, and Wen Xu simply praised his English.

"My name is Aonzo, I'm from Florence, Italy, you can call me Aang like them, and I own a Chinese restaurant on Sifang Road," Aonzo said.

Hearing that the restaurant opened by this guy is a Chinese restaurant, Wen Xu is a little confused, foreigners open Western restaurants in China, and this product has opened a Chinese restaurant?

Zhuo Yiqing interjected at this time and said: "Aunzo's restaurant is called Bihuansha!"

As soon as he heard this name, Wen Xu's heart suddenly couldn't help but lean on, because this Bihuansha is not only famous but also quite famous, last year's love anniversary, Guan Siya wanted to go to this restaurant, who knew that when Wen Xu called, he couldn't book a place in the restaurant, and a meal for two people would cost more than a thousand, even in Mingzhu, although the place of Bihuansha is quite big, and the whole floor of the building is ordered, but the location is not much, less than two hundred, each table ensures relative privacy, even if you eat across a wall, you may not see each other once from beginning to end。

Looking at Aunzo, Wen Xu said in his heart: This foreign devil is not simple, foreign devils can make such a big name for engaging in Chinese food!

Wen Xu was looking at the foreign devil Aunzo, and didn't see anyone staring at the watermelon knife in his hand.

Yu Yao pushed the glasses on his nose and asked Wen Xu, "Can I see the watermelon knife in your hand?"

Wen Xu listened and held the blade in his hand in his hand, and handed the special handle to Yu Yao.

Yu Yao took the watermelon knife, looked at it over and over again, the expression on his face was very exciting, and after looking at it for a while, he asked Wen Xu, "Friend, where did you get this Uzi short knife?"

"Uzi Shortcutter?" Wen Xu was a little puzzled, and began to search for what it was.

Seeing Wen Xu's confused expression, Yu Yao changed his words again: "Damascus short knife!"

As soon as he said Damascus, Wen Xu immediately felt like thunder, so he opened his mouth and said: "One of my elders gave it to me before he died, and he didn't tell me about Damascus or anything, are you sure it's a Damascus short knife?"

When Yu Yao heard Wen Xu say this, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, threw it into the air, and then slashed it at the handkerchief that fell in the air with a short knife, and then saw that in silence, the original handkerchief had been divided into two pieces.

"Wow!" the people around them let out a burst of exclamation almost at the same time.

Yu Yao said: " And you still have a name on this short knife, this kind of knife is not used by ordinary people, it has to be owned by a high-ranking Persian nobleman or a king, such a knife can be made even by the top craftsmen in that era, but I don't know Persian, I don't know what is written on the handle of your knife, if it is a person's name, and it can still be the right number in history, the value of your short knife is higher, if it is not very famous or unknown, the value of this knife will be less, but depending on the sharpness, how to look at it has to be 200,000 to go up, you use it to cut watermelon, it is also enough”

Originally, when he heard that it was a Damascus knife, Wen Xu was a little more excited in his heart, but when he heard that there were only 200,000 going up, the joy in his heart was like a basin of cold water, and there was no fire all of a sudden.

"200,000 watermelons didn't delay anything" Wen Xu said, as soon as he heard Damascus, Wen Xu felt that the mine of this thing had been mined, and the forging method had been lost.

"This price is higher in the future, especially the top-level Wucigang short knife like yours, although the price seems to be very low now, but if you meet the right person, you may not be able to sell hundreds of thousands, or even millions, if you want to sell, I will find you a buyer, nothing else is guaranteed, 500,000!" Saying that, Yu Yao stretched out a slap and shook it at Wen Xu.

Wen Xu heard about 500,000 yuan, and he had no interest in anything, and now the yuan is falling to what point, for 500,000 yuan, it is estimated that he will have to spend 600,000 yuan to buy this thing after a while, how can this thing be regarded as a valuable antique, and it is really much more valuable than paper money in his hand!

"Otherwise, you sell me, I will exchange the Q5 outside the door with you, the brand new Q5 has been bought for less than a week, and it has only run 800 kilometers," Yu Yao said.

Wen Xu shook his head and said, "Forget it, I still have to keep this thing, it's better to keep it as a thought given by the elders!"

"By the way, where did you grow this melon?" The one who began to brag about the European melon couldn't talk about the business of Yu Yao's short knife anymore, and reluctantly returned the knife to Wen Xu's hand, so he interjected.

"What?" Wen Xu asked.

"Can you test this melon, the content of various heavy metals can meet the standard, I am talking about strict standards, not the kind of fool" This looked at Wen Xu and asked.

Wen Xu said confidently: "Let's put it this way, if my melon can't meet the standard, it is estimated that there are no melons planted on this earth that can meet the standard!"

Wen Xu knew that the last owner of his space was a person from the Ming Dynasty, and at that time, if there was this fertilizer and that urge, how could there be anything in the Qing Dynasty, let alone the Qing Dynasty, there was nothing to do with the Europeans, and the things produced in the space were absolutely natural and pollution-free products.

"Can I take it for the test?"

Wen Xu listened and asked, "I said you have nothing to do, what are you doing to test it?"

"If it's qualified, I'll buy watermelons from you!" The man asked with a surprised face, "Aren't you selling watermelons?"

Wen Xu had to nod and say, "Yes, but this melon doesn't sell well, mainly because of the high price!"

Hearing that the price was high, the one frowned slightly: "What is the price? It won't be calculated in dollars, right?"

"Regardless of the dollar, one hundred!" Wen Xu suddenly gave a price of one hundred, in his opinion, one hundred watermelons the size of a basketball is indeed expensive, the market is out of season this season, the price of watermelons is also high, a good melon is nine yuan a pound, and his own melon is more than twice as expensive as the market. The price of five or six catties of watermelon is called at such a price because Wen Xu doesn't want to sell it to this person now, especially the kid in front of him, who thinks that such a charming kid is not very attractive to him.

Who knew that when this person heard it, one hundred yuan a piece, he was immediately happy: "Okay, one hundred, but leave one for me when you leave later, don't put it here, just put it at the doorkeeper, if you pass the test, I ask you for one hundred and twenty watermelons every day!"

Wen Xu didn't expect that a hundred watermelons actually felt cheap by some people, and then thought about it, what kind of husband's, Fiji mineral water is used to cook a meal, and that small bottle is ten or a few yuan, in the eyes of the people, this price is unaffordable, but these money are nothing to some people!

"There is no problem with the test, but I have a requirement for delivery here, that is, today's goods are settled, and you can't delay! If you delay it once, the price will rise by ten yuan a piece, and it will continue to rise until you don't want to," Wen Xu said.

Hearing Wen Xu say this, he suddenly felt a little unsure of what to say: "How can you do business like this? The monthly settlement is normal, who has ever heard of the daily settlement, you are no different from bringing money and picking up goods, you know?"

Wen Xu said: "I do this seems to be a bit of an anomaly, but now business to be honest few know the word reputation, the vast majority of domestic businessmen are these two words are archways, used to show people, in fact, no one to the heart, I am afraid of the account, if you think it is not appropriate, this business let's forget it, if you want to eat melons, I will send you a few phone calls is not a problem, but if it is a business, you have to follow my method! We are the villain first and then the gentleman, otherwise I would rather not do it!"

This person didn't know whether to cry or laugh when Wen Xu said, and laughed dryly for a while before saying: "In this way, you still keep a melon, according to the food standards of European people, especially heavy metals, if you can pass, I will find you, one hundred and twenty a day, according to your requirements, if not, we will treat this as if this has not happened!"

"Cheng!" Wen Xu was not interested in tangling with him or anything, and nodded directly.

After saying this, Wen Xu found that he had nothing to say to these rich second generations, so he smiled at everyone: "Then you are busy, I will leave first!"

After speaking, he smiled at Xu Daxin, raised his feet and walked the way he was going, and disappeared into the arch around the corner after a while.

"This person is really a good person, and now there are a few people who bring money to pick up goods in business!"

"You see that he seems to have no fear, he will pay if he wants, and if he doesn't want me, he won't ask for your frame, now selling vegetables is so good, the world has changed?" Yu Yao looked at Wen Xu's disappearing arch and said with a smile.

Xu Daxin said: "What's the matter, do you think this person is interesting? This vegetable seller is not an ordinary vegetable seller, so he rushed to give up the 200,000 yuan, and this person is considered interesting."

"It's really interesting, it's not like normal people. Having said that, this melon is really delicious, after eating this melon, the other things in the cup are not interested, you must know that I have always been a person who does not like to eat watermelon, and I ate almost five slices today," said one of them.

"I'll take the melon to test tomorrow, if it's really as good as he said, pure natural and pollution-free, then I'll ask him to order"

Zhuo Yiqing said: "Han Tao, why did you let him make this money, you see how annoying he is!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand and couldn't help touching another piece of watermelon, and put it to his mouth: "People are a little ugly, but watermelons are really good!"

Zhuo Yiqing's actions amused a few people around him, and after chatting for a few words, everyone paid attention to this project again, and began to draw on the manuscript paper with one stroke of your pen, and discussed while drawing.

When this group of rich people discussed Wen Xu, Wen Xu was also thinking about these rich people, Wen Xu felt that these rich people were different from the rich two in the usual sense, of course, Wen Xu would not feel that there was any fuss, the so-called same rice raised a hundred kinds of people, and there were many people who were born in the poor to kill people and set fires, and it was naturally not a new thing for the rich second generation to have some talents. Wen Xu doesn't like to put one type of person into one mold.

But I have to slander two sentences: You people, one by one, are either Ferrari or Porsche cars, can't you do something normal that the rich two should do? I have nothing to do with the bubble girl, as described in the book, I was caught by the protagonist and slapped in the face, brushed cool, I have nothing to do with the design, and look at the design drafts you draw, and I look at the design drafts you draw, and they are very presentable.

It's just that every Lao Tzu has money, and you are especially self-motivated, isn't this driving out the road of the poor!

Thinking about it like this, I met a bunch of self-motivated rich second generations, which really made Wen Xu not know what to say for a while!