The trading center looks more like a hotel restaurant!

The hall is large, with a table in the center, and there are scattered booths around it, equipped with leather sofas for four people and dining tables.

Of course, this is not the point. The reason why Jingshu looks like a restaurant is because the dining table is really full of all kinds of food!

Jingshu smelled the fragrance from a long distance. As expected, she said that this kind of person is not a little better than the black market.

atmosphere!

It seemed as if he could see the doubt in Jingshu's eyes. Director Wang arranged Jingshu in the booth near the center table and smiled: "These foods are provided for free..."

Tank scratched his head with regret: "I had known that I brought my girl, I would have lost it."

Jingshu coughed, looked at the tank's eager eyes and asked in a low voice: "Director Wang, don't you know if this food is quantitative or unlimited?"

"If we can do self-service without limiting the amount... But Xiao Zhang will take extra care of you later." Fatty Wang gave you a look of your knowledge, then wiped it and got up to leave: "It's about to start, but there may be a lot of people today, and people may be arranged to come in this position later."

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There are many types of food, each type is divided into four portions, and red wine is also available for the first time. For the snacks, it is exquisite butter bread, and the fruit cherry tomatoes divided into four portions. Snacks include peanuts, melon seeds, dried banana slices. It is actually a portion of ginger brown sugar tea and a meat patty for each person, which is very small.

The trading club has invested a lot, and the value of this food is in hundreds of virtual coins per serving.

The fragrance is from the meat pie, fried golden and without any other seasonings, Jingshu directly ruled out the steak. With the experience of a top foodie, Jingshu has never eaten this kind of thing. It may be a synthetic one, maybe it is a new food in the end of the world.

Jingshu couldn't help but remember the synthetic meat recipe ZS880 that was moved back from the United States and handed it over to Qian Duoduo to study. It is currently stuck in the cost. If the cost is reduced, mass production will be a big problem.

"Did the Didu solve this problem? But my main formula for synthetic meat is protein. Teacher Wu Youai proposed to use cockroaches as the main material... Cockroaches are high in protein, and they can be OK. Just wait for Didu Biology to cultivate bacterial groups to feed cockroaches in large quantities."

Jingshu threw all her snacks, fruit bread to the tank and asked the tank to take it back to her sister. Then she ate the meat pie in one bite while thinking about the cockroach.

After the tank was about to put away all the food, he looked at Jingshu, and then asked: "What does the meat patty taste? Is it delicious?"

"It's a bit fishy, ​​I only added salt but not anything else. I don't know what kind of meat it is. Look, there are shredded meat, but it's mixed with starch... It's very soft, a bit like eating dumpling stuffing."

After Jingshu finished eating, she knew that the cost of this meat patty was not the synthetic meat she got back from the United States, because this meat patty really had meat, so mass production was impossible.

Tank was very envious: "I would have loved this kind of meat pie every day."

Jingshu thought quietly that if the energy of synthetic meat is produced in the future, it is better not to tell the people about the raw materials. Sometimes it is still very happy to be an ignorant person, as long as the taste is good, it will be fine.

The trade club finally started! The host turned out to be Director Wang. When he walked onto the stage, the stage blinked and smiled at Jingshu, sure it was the look of the financial owner.

"Hello everyone, welcome to the 8th floor trade club. Today I am here to host it. Isn't it a surprise? Well, let's not say much nonsense, please open your big data first, and we will update the data on site."

The hall was soon filled with people, and the booth was arranged for a mother and son and a young man.

The young man was a little stunned with glasses and turned on his phone expressionlessly. Jingshu and Tank also learned from Director Wang's words. He was really curious about the new trading method of the trading club.

The woman wore a cheongsam and tied her hair behind her head. She looked antique and had a charming white mink. She twisted her butt and pulled the eight-year-old boy down and sat down.

"Oh, today I actually had a pancake. Qiqi, come and try it. Oh, Qiqi is someone else's food, so you can't move around."

youth:"...."

The little brat ran over and grabbed it and stuffed it.

"You dead child, you said it's someone else's thing, why are you disobedient? Oh, this handsome guy, I'm sorry..."

The young man sat expressionlessly and didn't say anything.

Jingshu reminded: "Your meat pie has not moved yet, so you can return it to others."

The woman glared at Jingshu fiercely and said embarrassedly: "I accidentally spitted this saliva when I just spoke. I'm so embarrassed. I think this handsome guy won't mind..." After saying that, he looked at Jingshu disdainfully, thinking to himself, where did the old hats in the countryside come from? They are so bloated, but they are very well maintained in their skin. They are so watery and so good to be young.

The young man didn't say anything, and the atmosphere became cold for a moment, and the woman was familiar with the big data.

Jingshu quickly understood what the update data in Director Wang’s mouth meant, because soon the 3D hall appeared on the large screen on the middle table, and simulated the location of everyone, as well as the goods for this transaction.

Jingshu understood the trivial process before entering the eighth floor trade club, which seemed much more convenient at this time.

Just like now, Jingshu can see the list of needs of Ms. Jing, Mr. Zhao, and Ms. Luo on the table A04 in the simulation scene, as well as the items she intends to sell.

There is an illusion of playing games. At this time, players are sitting in front of the table setting up stalls and writing demand cards, while players can freely visit other people's street stalls to choose things.

The trading club wants to go back to the GM system in the game and stare at you. They are mainly responsible for the identification of quality and the stabilization of prices. The bottom price transaction will be recycled, and the high price will be restricted. Of course, the most important thing as an intermediate platform is to be responsible to both parties.

Here, as long as the things you take out are legal, no matter how precious they are, they will be protected. Each product has a traceability code and is permanently protected. This is equivalent to a layer of binding to high-end luxury items.

Therefore, things traded in the trading club are either rich or noble, or not like the black market. There will be rolls of paper, materials, and other things again.

Jingshu clicked on the purpose of Mr. Zhao, a young man from the dagger, to come to the trade fair, and then there was a long list of demands, and the ideal price was written later, which was very convenient.
Chapter completed!