I Am King

I walked to the door of Wang Jianjun and Wang Jianguo and knocked. Only Wang Jianjun opened the door. Wang Jianguo had disappeared somewhere.

Calling Wang Jianjun, the two of them headed straight for Kowloon Walled City.

When we arrived at the walled city, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the walled city was still the same.

This time Qin Feng did not wear his flashy purple suit.

A stab-proof T-shirt and ordinary jeans, safe and inconspicuous. Wang Jianjun's outfit is similar. This time they are here to eat barbecued pork rice, so there is no need to dress so conspicuously.

As expected, the journey was safe and sound. Apart from meeting some drug addicts who were kicked away by Wang Jianjun, nothing else happened.

After many twists and turns, we arrived at Ah Qi's shop.

"Hehe...hehe...Boss, give me four servings of their signature barbecued pork. I wasn't full with one last time, so give me double this time."

Qin Feng said with a smile.

"Okay, but it's a bit early, the barbecued pork will have to wait a while before it can be seasoned."

"It's okay, don't worry."

"But seriously, boss, why don't you consider selling the formula to me? You name the price and I won't bargain. What do you think?"

This time Ah Qi did not refuse directly, but remained silent for a long time before slowly saying;

"It seems like you really want my recipe for barbecued pork rice?"

"Of course, otherwise, do you think I came here to tease you for no reason?"

Qin Feng replied quickly.

"Okay, I can sell you the formula, but I don't want money."

"If you don't want money, then what do you want?"

"I want ginseng. The older the better, preferably a hundred years old."

When Qin Feng heard that Ah Qi wanted a hundred-year-old ginseng, he instantly understood what Ah Qi meant.

It seems that Ah Qi’s internal injuries require hundred-year-old ginseng to heal!

Ginseng that is over a hundred years old was already rare in the late Qing Dynasty. Even now, let alone those that are a hundred years old, it is not known whether there are any that are fifty years old.

Even if there is one, it is probably either waiting to be discovered in a large family’s warehouse, or it may be the treasure of a century-old pharmacy.

He can't afford it for now! But since they have made the offer, he should just agree to it first! !

He is a man with a system, maybe he will win it in the next lottery.

So he didn't think too much about it and replied directly, "Okay, I'll ask someone to look for it when I get back, and I'll come back to find you after I find it."

Qin Feng agreed so readily that Ah Qi was shocked.

Qin Feng wanted to buy the formula, but he didn't want to sell it, so he wanted to make an unattainable condition so that Qin Feng would give up.

I didn't expect Qin Feng to agree so readily! !

He looked at Qin Feng carefully again and found that the young man in front of him did not seem to be joking, so he replied; "Okay, as long as you have a hundred-year-old ginseng, the formula will be yours, and I promise to sell it only to you."

"...ha...ha, the boss is particular."

Then the two chatted for a while and the barbecued pork was cooked.

He asked Wang Jianjun to take four servings of barbecued pork rice, and then found a table to eat.

"Boss, I've also tried barbecued pork rice in other restaurants recently, and to be honest, it's much worse than the one here"!

Wang Jianjun said as he wolfed down the barbecued pork rice.

"Of course! Why else do you think I came all the way here to eat?"

Compared with Wang Jianjun's eating, Qin Feng seemed much more refined. It was not because Qin Feng thought the food was not tasty, but because of Wang Jianjun's face.

Just looking at Wang Jianjun’s face and the military temperament that has not yet completely faded, he is a typical villain boss!

If Wang Jianjun had not always been one step behind him, to anyone who looked at him, he would look more like a follower.

It must be held up!

While Qin Feng was leisurely eating his first bowl of barbecued pork rice, Wang Jianjun had already finished half of the second bowl.

Looking at Wang Jianjun wolfing down his food, Qin Feng suddenly felt that eating like this was not enjoyable.

Grass……….

He cursed inwardly and decided not to pretend anymore. This was Kowloon Walled City anyway and no one knew him, so what was the point of pretending?

He also began to eat voraciously.