Only then did Gu Yuan and several cadres notice that this guy was the translator of Linxia Matsutake Import and Export Company. He was holding an A-grade matsutake they purchased. The Fuso people should compare the taste of two different matsutakes.<

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The visitor finally squeezed in.

He also wears gloves on his hands.

Get it in front of Boss Liu.

"Excuse me, the cutting method is the same as the stabbing just now!"

"I'm telling you, don't try this thing at all. I've been running a shop next to the market for ten years, and I just figured it out today. As soon as Brother Gu eats this matsutake, you can feel that the matsutake you bought before is like eating shit!

”

As soon as this guy said he was not a vegetarian.

Those who were there holding matsutake in their hands and smelling it immediately felt that the matsutake in their hands no longer smelled good.

Those who have never eaten matsutake mushrooms smile cheerfully.

After all, Boss Liu took the matsutake and asked the chef in the store to help cook the pan-fried matsutake. He still processed it in the same way as before.

There are several Fuso people from Mitsui who don’t talk much but use their chopsticks very quickly.

After a while, half of the matsutake mushrooms used for sashimi were gone.

There is a leader of the Forestry Department who is more reserved. After eating a piece, he takes off his chopsticks again and it’s gone?

Coincidentally, at this time, Boss Liu cut out goods A from Linxia Matsutake Import and Export Company.

He picked up a piece.

Dip it into the sauce and put it in your mouth.

I just chewed it and vomited it immediately.

Mitsui looked at him doubtfully. He knew that this person was Director Wang of the Tiannan Provincial Forestry Department, not a trustee.

So I picked up a piece and followed the same movement, put the dipping sauce into my mouth, chewed it, and spit it out with a loud retching sound.

Sure enough, it was shit-eating. The funny repetitive movements made many people laugh. The laughter of the melon-eating crowd almost lifted the roof of the simple market.

"I have to admit that eating Gu Sang's top-quality matsutake is a disaster. Gu Sang, you win!"

Mitsui Yoshihiko is very sure of one thing, that is, this batch of matsutake mushrooms will be shipped back to Fuso.

It will definitely replace the native matsutake mushrooms in Fuso and become the first choice for the royal family and the Chinese to pursue high-end banquets.

After all, the matsutake produced in Chushan and the matsutake native to Fuso have slightly different tastes, but the difference is not big.

There is no comparison with the fresh and tender taste of these top-quality matsutake mushrooms.

"Make an offer, Gu Sang. I want both baskets of matsutake mushrooms. No more cutting, please!"

"Mr. Mitsui, I just said that these three pills no longer belong to me, sell them!"

The five were the biggest, two were eaten, and three were chosen away.

The best thing is gone.

Mitsui Yoshihiko's heart is bleeding.

He suppressed his emotions and nodded.

"Okay, except these three!"

Two matsutake mushrooms used to treat guests weigh more than five kilograms.

However, more and more people gathered at the scene, and by visual inspection there were now hundreds of people.

Not everyone can eat the best matsutake mushrooms.

But everyone can eat melon, and everyone is watching the trading price of these matsutake mushrooms.

No one even offered to try the Xiaodie matsutake that Boss Liu had already fried.

There was total silence, and you could hear the drop of a needle.

After procrastinating for so long, Gu Yuan felt that the heat had come.

So I quoted the price.

"Two backs, thirty-five in total, one price, three million Chinese coins! No bargaining!"

After a bit of coaxing, the trading market exploded.

Everyone was whispering to each other.

Zheng Dong and Han Delong looked at each other and said, "You are right. This guy is too shrewd. He is not a loser at all.

Well done.

Xiao Feng, on the other hand, took the video with his mobile phone from the moment he received the chopsticks. He planned to send the video of Mitsui buying mushrooms to his friends in Japanese food stores everywhere.

"Gu Sang, are you blackmailing me?"

Mitsui was very dissatisfied. He guessed that Gu Yuan had offered at least 50,000 yuan for each tube, but when this price became a fact, it was placed in front of him.

It’s a little hard to accept.

Lao Jianghu, who was walking in the shopping mall, capsized in the gutter of the wild mushroom market.

"Extortion is not rip-off. If you don't know how to speak, don't speak. I'll make an offer. If you don't want to buy it, you don't have to buy it. China doesn't want forced buying and selling."

Gu Yuan's toughness surprised Mitsui. This guy didn't care about his identity as a foreign businessman. He changed his face faster than taking off his pants and grabbed another pair of chopsticks.

Obviously ready to ignore him.

Sure enough, he is inviting people to try matsutake mushrooms again.

This move is accurate and ruthless. Seeing with my own eyes that such a delicious matsutake is given to these Chinese people for free, they chop it into big mouthfuls, and Mitsui's heart bleeds.

This time he handed it to the leader who had not grabbed the last piece of matsutake thorn first.

Don't even care about those Fuso people.

But the tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop.

The interpreter accompanying the Fuso people immediately jumped up and pointed at Gu Yuan's nose and shouted.

"You are blackmailing international friends and undermining diplomatic relations between the two countries. I want to report and complain to the market management department!"

"You think you are the New York Stock Exchange and you control the prices of bulk commodities in the world! As a Chinese, you help the Fusang people lower the prices of Chinese goods and force national treasures to be sold at low prices. Are you not afraid of others calling you a traitor? Are you not afraid of the coffin boards of your ancestors?

Won’t you be unable to suppress it?”

Gu Yuanping hated the Japanese Japs the most, and how many traitors were more hateful than the foreigners who were bitches.

"Do you believe it or not, if you just say one more thing, I will cut up all the remaining matsutake mushrooms and use them as fun for the brothers in the market? Let you have a try!"

Gu Yuan scolded his mother.

Zheng Dong and Han Delong felt that his scolding was too timely.

Hit with one punch to avoid hundreds of punches.

If we don’t suppress this Japanese translator, maybe those visiting cadres or market managers will use diplomatic arguments and foreign exchange-earning arguments to suppress them.

This is the attitude of whoever calls the eighth generation ancestor and a traitor.

You won’t suffer any loss.

When the crowd around them heard that all of them were going to be cut off, they cheered crazily and cheered one after another.

Gu Yuan didn't care at all, he was looking at Mitsui from the corner of his eyes.

Although I don’t understand what they are saying.

But he could guess that Mitsui would never give up these matsutake mushrooms.

Especially after he said he was going to cut off everything.

Sure enough, after Mitsui whispered with several Fuso people around him, they reached a consensus. In Mitsui's view, it was not that they couldn't afford it, they just didn't want to admit defeat, but they couldn't do it now.

"Gu Sang, three million Chinese coins, thirty-five matsutake mushrooms in two baskets, deal!"

Originally, the Fuso man thought that the people around him would be disappointed if he bought the remaining matsutake mushrooms.

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This way you won’t be able to eat matsutake mushrooms.

I don’t know who actually applauded.

One applause, two applause, a third applause, the market was flooded with applause.

Gu Yuan has sharp eyes.

"Brother, I see you, you are the first to applaud, come with a pair of chopsticks, be careful, take two!"

After speaking, Gu Yuan sent out chopsticks to the two people who clapped along.

A few cheerful people squeezed in amid the roar of laughter.
To be continued...