Zhou Pengfei's heart is like Hiroshima, which has been hit by a nuclear warhead, desolate and desolate.

He watched as Pierre, the chef of the three-Michelin-starred restaurant he had invited at a high price, was holding a mustard vegetable regardless of his image, smiling like a fool with an unpaid IQ.

Looking at this French celebrity chef who smiled like a fool, Zhou Pengfei suddenly had an urge to cry.

Nima, still counting on this thing to slap Ma Xiaozhen's face......

What a pig-like teammate......

Blue skinny, shiitake mushrooms.

Seeing Pierre's appearance of a hungry tiger, the onlookers next to him were anxious.

They saw with their own eyes that these waves of people had tried mustard just now, and they were all moved to tears. Even this legendary French celebrity chef was dismissive at first, but after eating, his attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn, and he was moved to tears, like a pilgrimage.

That bag of mustard is really the supreme delicacy between heaven and earth!

Everyone concluded this fact in their hearts, and many people were eager to try this bag of mustard on the spot.

But I never thought that after eating it, that Pierre would be like crazy, like a hungry tiger pounced on and devoured it.

There is only half a bag of mustard in total, how can it withstand the gobbling up of that five big and three thick Pierre?

On the spot, the onlookers shouted angrily.

"Stop! let go of that bag of mustard!"

"That's half a bag of mustard in total, you leave some for Lao Tzu!"

"Have you eaten it all, and are you still grabbing hair? Do you still have any quality? Is there any rules in the rivers and lakes? Is there still a little benevolence and morality?"

The crowd swarmed up, and the scene was chaotic.

There wasn't much in the bag, but after a few trials and a bit of binge eating by Pierre, now only the last three remained.

There are more wolves and less meat, and everyone is aware of this terrible reality, and there are many people on the spot with a green light in their eyes.

Seeing that the situation was not good, a middle-aged man suddenly shouted at Ma Xiaozhen: "This gentleman, I will pay 3,000 yuan to buy you these three mustards!"

This middle-aged man is one of the three people who tasted the food just now, he has worked hard from scratch for half his life, and he already has money. I only feel that there is no delicious food I have eaten in my life that can compare with this mustard. He did not hesitate to offer three thousand to buy these three mustards, and he did not feel distressed at all.

3,000 to buy three pieces of mustard?

Everyone was stunned on the spot.

"This friend, money is not everything. The old man, who had also tasted mustard, patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder: "In this world, there are always some things that cannot be measured by money......

The old man's face revealed a kind of indifference that had been through vicissitudes, and then, he quickly stretched out five fingers: "I'll give five thousand!"

Everyone: "......"

The old man's bid completely tore off the seal of reason, and the onlookers reacted one after another, and many local tyrants joined the battle group.

And just like that, a terrible auction began.

"Three mustards, I'll give eight thousand!"

"I'll give 10,000!"

"Twenty thousand! I only need one of the mustards!"

"Lao Li, you have to go against me, right? I'll fight with you today! 40,000!"

"Fifty thousand, plus one fruit seven!"

"Get out of here!"

"Pierre, as a three-star chef of a Michelin restaurant, you can stay and cook wherever you want, don't grab the mustard with us! I'll pay 100,000!"

......

The scene was chaotic.

Zhou Pengfei's heart was also in chaos.

"Zhou Shao. ”

Ma Xiaozhen leisurely picked up a glass of red wine on the table and raised his glass to Zhou Pengfei: "You are right, people are different. ”

"Everyone has their own value, just like these dishes. Ma Xiaozhen knocked the foie gras on the table with a wine glass: "Some people are like this foie gras, flashy, while some people are like this mustard, although their appearance is not good, but their value is much higher." ”

Zhou Pengfei's face turned pale.

Ma Xiaozhen picked up the red wine glass and elegantly dragged the sentence in English: "Death (cheers)!"

Zhou Pengfei trembled.

"Oh, yes!"

Ma Xiaozhen patted his head: "You seem to have ordered music for me at the beginning, right?" ”

"I think about it, it seems to be Tchaikovsky's Sixth Symphony 'Pathétique', right?" Ma Xiaozhen's gaze swept over the violinist next to him.

At this moment, the elegant violin has joined the bidding auction in full swing.

Ma Xiaozhen thought for a while: "Then I'll order a song for you." ”

Ma Xiaozhen patted the screaming chicken on his pants: "It's time to start, play music!"

The screaming chicken cleared his throat and began to sing.

"The wave has not yet subsided, and another wave has invaded! The wave has not yet come, the wave has long passed! Deep in the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, deeply sad—"

"Deep in the Pacific Ocean, deeply sad—"

"Poof—"

Zhou Pengfei finally didn't resist, and a mouthful of sad old blood sprayed in his stomach.

It's really a deep sadness in the Pacific.

At this time, the tragic auction has also entered the climax.

Ma Xiaozhen smiled lightly, jumped into the crowd, and shouted with three pickled vegetables:

"180,000! This gentleman is 180,000!"

"180,000!

"180,000 for the first time! 180,000 for the second time!"

"One hundred and eighty thousand for the third time!"

Ma Xiaozhen swung his hammer violently.

"Congratulations, sir! I got these three peerless mustards for 180,000 yuan!"

Ma Xiaozhen shook hands with a smile with a fat man who was auctioned, took a group photo, and made money transfers.

At the scene, the flashing lights flashed, the streamers fell like rain, and the applause lasted for a long time.

Behind them, Zhou Pengfei vomited a small half-liter of blood lonely.

Ma Xiaozhen left elegantly with Chen Moyao.

After the incident, he brushed his body away, and hid his merit and fame.

After leaving the Champs-Élysées restaurant, Ma Xiaozhen had nothing to do, and simply invited Chen Moyao to take a stroll by the river.

The sky is dark, but it is a lively time to bring the scenery along the river, the lights are on, and the flow of people is like weaving.

Chen Moyao was slightly half a step behind Ma Xiaozhen, she quietly looked at Ma Xiaozhen's side face from behind, somehow, her heartbeat suddenly increased a little, and she wanted to say something, but she hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

Just as he was hesitating, several teenagers on skateboards approached him in front of him.

"Be careful......

Ma Xiaozhen brazenly took Chen Moyao's hand, looking caring and considerate to protect the beauty.

Chen Moyao's face was red, but her heart was pounding, and she only struggled a little in her hand, and then stopped moving, letting Ma Xiaozhen hold her hand tightly.

Oh！Yes！

Ma Xiaozhen's heart was secretly happy, so he took Chen Moyao's hand and walked side by side on the scenery belt along the river.

The night breeze was slightly cool, and it was very comfortable to blow on people, but the palms of both of them were oozing with slight beads of sweat, half nervous, half excited.

The two of them held hands, did not speak, they both felt peace and joy in their hearts, so they walked side by side, and they couldn't wait for this scenery along the river to go on like this.