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709. On the value of face

No one took Teacher He's little naughty seriously. After all, it was just a joke, but the watermelon was indeed delicious.

Although not big in size, the flesh is crisp, sweet and juicy, which is really good.

In this way, the remaining people also picked up the watermelon cut by Huang Lei and began to eat it. Everyone was very happy to eat it, saying that in such a hot early summer, eating such watermelon is really good.

It's enjoyment.

"It would be nice if...it was iced." Peng Peng sighed after finishing a piece of melon.

"That's all you ask for!" Huang Lei rolled his eyes at Peng Peng, "Cut out all the pulp in a while and put it in the refrigerator."

"Okay."

"Then the question is, if our fruit plate is half watermelon and half melon, how much will it cost?"

"Ten yuan!" Zifeng thought for a moment and said, "I think any freshly cut fruit in the supermarket starts at ten yuan."

"No, no, no, it's too cheap! The one that costs 10 yuan only has one type of fruit!" Peng Peng shook his head and stretched out a finger to shake it, "At least 15, okay? Sister, your life experience is not as good as my brother's.

It’s over!”

Next to him, Huang Lei rolled his eyes, thinking that Peng Peng was going to tell him the sky-high price, but it turned out to be only 15? Are you kidding me? Can such a fruit plate be sold for 20?

What's more, we are all done by a group of celebrities.

Just cut it though.

Is there no labor charge?

Are refrigerator water and electricity free of charge?

It seems... I really don’t want it!

He Jiong still stopped Peng Peng's so-called experience in time, "20 copies!"

Because He Jiong did the math and calculated that for 20 servings, if he sells 20 servings, he will get 400. The money for the ingredients for dinner is almost back. After all, they have always followed the strategy of small profits but quick turnover.

"Lao He, it's not dark yet!" Chen Kezhou said disdainfully, "What are you dreaming about? It's 20 a portion. Isn't it delicious if I go to the supermarket to buy it?"

"Hey, what are you talking about, Old Chen?" He Jiong opened his eyes wide, "Of course the ones you buy in the supermarket are not as fragrant as the ones we make!"

"Five yuan a portion is the most. I want to sell it or not! I'll let people go to the fields to pick it later!" Chen Kezhou acted like a rogue. After all, you can't give too much money to the people over there, otherwise they will easily get into trouble.

"No, you have to bargain with us every time you buy something, right?" Huang Lei stood up, "Look, you are a great director after all. Although you don't have many works... But this variety show always has you.

He's in charge, right? Ah? As soon as I mentioned it, people said, what's the name of the director of Longing for Life?"

"Chen Kezhou!"

"Oh, yes, it's that Chen Kezhou, who buys a fruit plate and won't even pay for it!"

Huang Lei and He Jiong started talking about cross talk.

"Hey, is it really true that people can't be judged by their appearance?" He Jiong slapped his thigh and said pretending to be surprised.

"Isn't that right? As the saying goes, people's hearts are separated from each other by their stomachs, and they know their faces but not their hearts!" Huang Lei said again.

Chen Kezhou: ...He just bargained for a price, so how could he be so alienated from others that he knew people but not their hearts?

"Are you two done?" He chose to insist directly, "It's only 5 yuan a portion! I want 40 copies for 5 yuan a portion! If it's 20 copies, I won't take any. You can see for yourselves!"

As a father, Chen Kezhou still has the pride of his father.

Now that Mushroom House has no money, it naturally has no choice but to swallow its anger.

"No, 5 yuan is too low!" Huang Lei refused, "Old Chen, we have been friends for so many years. Isn't this friendship worth even a few hundred yuan?"

"Your friendship with Huang Lei is only worth a few hundred dollars, isn't it?" Chen Kezhou countered.

"You don't even give me a few hundred yuan of face?"

"You have more face than money!"

"Ten yuan a piece! Everyone, step back!" He Jiong came out and acted as peacemaker, "How about 10 yuan a piece?"

"Haha, 5 yuan!" Chen Kezhou still refused to give in.

"Okay, we won't sell it!" Huang Lei was also angry. Chen Kezhou refused to give up even one dollar, which made him lose face! He even used his face to make trouble!

"No, no, no, no, teacher Huang! Director Chen!" Ashin also stood up, "Both of you, take a step back. Director Chen, how about you give me some face?"

Chen Kezhou looked Axin up and down, and then nodded in a pretentious manner, "Okay, for the sake of our Mayday lead singer, then it's 6 yuan a portion!"

Ashin almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, "My face is only worth one piece?"

"Pfft...hahaha!"

"Killing me!"

Others laugh.

"Serious! Silent!" He Jiong glared back, "Awesome!"

Immediately, He Jiong turned his head and said, "Old Chen, look, there are 5 people in Mayday, why don't you add 5 yuan?"

Monster, Stone, Martha, and Guanyou:...it only costs one yuan each to share our favor?

Chen Kezhou:……

On the side, Ling Rui couldn't help but laugh. Every time he went to their sales program to buy something, he felt so happy that he almost had to perform a martial arts show!

"No, Teacher He, isn't each of us' face worth only one dollar?" Shitou said angrily.

"Teacher Huang's face is not worth a dime!" He Jiong reminded.

Huang Lei looked at He Jiong with wide eyes, as if to say, it's fine if you know, why did you say it? I don't want to lose face? Oh, it's worthless.

Mayday and others immediately coughed slightly and said that this matter was difficult.

Chen Kezhou rolled his eyes, "8 yuan a portion, no more! I want 40 portions!"

He Jiong nodded immediately after hearing this, "Okay, Teacher Huang, what do you think?"

"Huh, 8 yuan is just 8 yuan. It's a buyer's market now. Our face is worthless!" Huang Lei shook his head disdainfully and looked at Chen Kezhou, full of provocation. Don't come here to beg at night, hey!



"Our lead singer's face = 1 yuan."

"Our Tiantuan's face = 5 yuan."

"The average price is 1 yuan per person."

"I'm laughing so hard! Ahhh! I'll buy it! 20 pieces!"

"No, I'll buy it for 100, but even if I buy it, I can't give it away!"

"When can Mushroom House offer takeout?"

“That’s right, there are no negative reviews on takeaways!”

"Bad review!"



The flurry of bad reviews in the live broadcast room made the guests stunned, and then they couldn't laugh or cry. To put it bluntly, they were just greedy.

"There is no way to take out a fruit plate." Ling Rui looked at the camera and said, "Two ways, either you go out now and buy some fruits you like and cut them yourself; or you pick up your phone and order takeout, which is more recommended.

The former is because you can have enough food and clothing by yourself, but the most important thing is that the fruits are fresh."

"Okay, Xiao Rui, prepare lunch. Let's prepare the fruit plate." Huang Lei sighed, "This will be a lifelong shame for me, Huang Lei! My face is actually worthless!"

"Master, please be more open-minded."

"How can you talk, little brat?"


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