Chapter: 756

"Brother Zhao, is there any difficulty?" Wang Zilong asked after pondering for a moment.

"I'm only in the early 100 million now." Zhao Feng said softly, "It will take two days for the more than one billion to arrive."

"Oh." Wang Zilong thought for a while, then smiled and said, "I wonder how much money you have prepared, brother Zhao? I can lend you less than 100 million first."

He wasn't afraid that the money would renege on his account or anything. The reason why he agreed was based on several considerations. Since Liu Qingfeng came, 90% of the bidding would fail. If he failed, the money would be returned to the account, and he would not lose money. In another situation, it's like hitting a big luck. If Zhao Feng wins the bid, the money doesn't matter. If he can't afford it, it happens that he can also participate in the project of this building.

No matter how you look at it, he didn't lose the money, so he just said it right now.

"Thank you Mr. Wang, I owe you a favor." Zhao Feng nodded.

After a little discussion, they finally signed a bidding price of 600 million yuan and paid 200 million yuan.

When paying the money, Liu Qingfeng at the front got up and left, and beside him, the bidders who were sitting on the stage saw each other off with smiles on their faces.

This scene made Zhao Feng's heart sink slightly.

I'm afraid it's really difficult to bid this time.

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In the afternoon, Mengmeng and Wang Yihan had a great time playing in Crescent Mountain.

At five o'clock, the group returned to the restaurant.

Because Zhao Feng bid for the auction in the afternoon, he came to the mountain to pick up the curly-haired pig late, so the dinner diners only had fried rice with eggs and noodles in clear soup.

Around seven o'clock, some pork belly and trotters were brought over.

Because there were still a few diners eating, we waited for another half an hour.

"Boss, lady boss, there is no one downstairs." Zhao Feng walked up to the second floor and said.

"Start cooking!" Zi Yan smiled slightly, stood up and walked downstairs, halfway there, she found that Zhang Han was still sitting on the sofa coaxing the baby, so she said:

"Eh? Zhang Han, come here, I can't find the seasoning."

"Well." Zhang Han got up and followed.

The two walked downstairs, Zhao Feng followed behind, Zi Yan saw this, turned around and said:

"You can also rest upstairs for a while, just leave the dinner to me."

"Okay." Zhao Feng nodded with a smile, and retreated.

These are only Zhang Han and Zi Yan in the kitchen on the first floor.

"The ingredients are all ready, so I'm going to do it. You put the hot sauce, pepper, salt, and sugar here." Zi Yan pointed to the side of the cutting board.

After speaking, she washed her hands in the basin, dried them, and picked up a kitchen knife from the knife holder.

The posture is very elegant, picking up a piece of pork belly and putting it on the cutting board.

She presses the meat with her left hand, and holds the knife in her right hand, moving back and forth like slicing a steak.

"Let me do it."

After Zhang Han took the seasoning, he came over.