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As the number of people increases, the kebabs have to be mass-produced, otherwise they really won’t be able to keep up with the eating speed.

Wang Keng looked a little itchy, rubbed his hands, and discussed with Xu Qingsong: "Shall I try?"

"Okay." Xu Qingsong agreed readily, handed the skewer in his hand to Wang Keng, and got out of the way.

The barbecue grill is not big. When Liu Wangxue bought it, he never thought that so many people would gather at once. At most, three people could operate it at the same time, which was a bit crowded.

Wang Keng took the one from Xu Qingsong, combined his two handfuls into one, and took another handful from the table next to him, using both hands together.

As soon as the posture is opened, you can tell that he is professional.

Yue Cheng turned over the skewers in his hand and glanced here: "I feel like Brother Wang's technique is as good as Uncle Nanshan's!"

When everyone heard what he said, they gathered around to watch and started a lively discussion.

Shen Nian'an and Gu Qingyue listened to their discussion and asked another question. Lan Xiaoxi happened to be beside them and explained it again.

Xu Qingsong asked Wang Keng: "I don't see it, brother, aren't you a writer? How can you still do this?"

"Hey, that was before I told you." Wang Keng kept talking about his past as if telling a story.

When he graduated from college, he started a small business with a friend and made his first pot of gold. After that, I saw how much money I could make in the real estate market, so I boldly joined the real estate speculators, and then successfully achieved a class leap.

Later, I met new friends in the business world and partnered with them to engage in real estate development. As a result, this person failed to invest elsewhere and made money from the real estate investment.

The incident happened without any warning, and Wang Keng felt as if he had been struck by lightning when he learned the news. He tried every means but could not save it, the real estate was forced to be unfinished, and his family's assets were negative overnight.

Not only did the family's life fall from heaven to earth, but they were also pressed harder and harder by debt collectors. At that time, his son had just entered junior high school. For the sake of their children, he divorced his childhood sweetheart wife.

Fortunately, he had purchased several properties and placed them in the names of his father-in-law, mother-in-law and his parents. After selling them all, part of the money was repaid and part was given to his wife to take her children abroad.

He took all the responsibilities on his own and started a life of desperately trying to make money to pay off debts. With three hundred and sixty lines, he would make money wherever he could.

For a while, I worked as a real estate agent during the day and set up a stall at night. That’s when I learned how to barbecue. Later, live streaming became popular, and he switched careers to do this again. After working hard for several years, I only paid back more than half of it.

The turning point happened the year before last. His friend who ran away with the money came back. He didn't know what gold was plated abroad and turned into a financial tycoon.

Wang Keng's mentality had been smoothed out at that time, and he was able to sit down and chat with him after meeting him by chance.

This person was probably tortured by guilt. After knowing what kind of life Wang Keng had lived these years, he paid back the remaining money, and Wang Keng was able to escape completely.

Suddenly relaxed, he began to lie down with a vengeance, playing games or reading online articles at home every day. When he got interested, he would spend money and give rewards. It wasn't until he ran out of money that he had saved that he began to think about what to do next.

While browsing videos, he saw someone selling online writing tutorials. He clicked on them and listened for a few minutes. Then he thought, he was already a cool hero, so why not try writing and see if he can make money.

Therefore, Wang Keng devoted himself to studying Shuangwen writing routines for several days, embedding his own experiences, and passionately coded 30,000 words without sleeping all night, and uploaded them to the website at regular intervals.

After waking up from a nap, the number of Vs collected in the background had already exceeded 1,000. A group of readers below were clamoring for updates. After signing the contract, the article was published and it immediately shot up the rankings.

Wang Keng looked at the data in the background. Almost every time it was refreshed, it would rise a lot. He almost doubted his life. If he had known this way of making money earlier, why would he have gone through so hard and tired in the first place?

Wang Keng said: "Sometimes I feel that the name my father gave me is so good. Life is a big 'pit'. You were born at the bottom of the pit. By chance, a gust of wind blew you up, and then you He fell back to the bottom of the pit again based on his ability, and then climbed up again." His metaphor made everyone laugh, but when you think about it, it is not unreasonable.

Tao Huayu forgot to turn over the skewers after hearing this, and exclaimed: "Brother Wang, you are truly a legend!"

Not only him, but also everyone in this circle, and it even felt like their knowledge had been refreshed.

Yue Cheng usually reads online articles, but aren't those great gods who are said to earn millions of dollars a year living in legends? Now there is one standing next to him.

Lan Xiaoxi kicked his shoes: "You hold your phone and read so much every day, why don't you also write about it?"

Yue Cheng didn't even dare to think about it, and shook his head like a rattle: "I can't write, I can't write. The authors of that website are all tentacle monsters, and they update ten thousand to twenty thousand times a day. I couldn't hold it in for an hour when I was writing. Eight hundred words, kill me!"

While he was talking, the kebabs were all cooked. Wang Keng sprinkled some seasonings on them, flipped them a few times, and then distributed them to everyone: "Have a taste, and I don't know if the original craftsmanship is still there."

When he first took over, he took a handful of meat and bones. Thinking that there were children around, he didn't add too much seasoning or a little chili.

Youyou couldn't understand what the adults said, and his attention was always on the skewers. He was greedy from the moment the aroma wafted out. He leaned next to Jinghe, holding a piece of melon to eat, and looking at the barbecue grill longingly.

Wang Keng liked children. When he looked at these two, he would think of his own son's childhood and adolescence. He thought it was particularly cute and passed it to them personally.

The two children said thank you politely.

Wang Keng asked with a smile: "Is it delicious?"

The two children nodded while eating.

Everyone took a bunch of them and praised them one after another.

Tao Huayu and Yue Cheng's side has also improved, and the supply has finally caught up.

Li Yu held Wang Keng's baked goods in his left hand and Tao Huayu's baked goods in his right hand. He took a bite while eating with a smile on his face.

Wenxi came over and said, "It's so beautiful. Which one is delicious?"

Li Yu chose flesh and blood without hesitation. He liked this in the first place.

Yue Cheng saw it from the side and immediately started a fight: "Brother Huayu, your status as chef is in jeopardy. You are being outdone by Brother Wang!"

"What did you say?" Tao Huayu didn't believe it.

Lan Xiaoxi made a fuss and pointed in Li Yu's direction: "Xiaoyu said, Brother Wang's kebabs are delicious!"

Li Yu had a mouth full of meat and didn't finish chewing it. He waved his hands quickly. He was not the one who spread the rumors.

There were people watching the show around, and Tao Huayu said, "I can't believe what you say, you two, Youyou, Jinghe, which one is better?"

Wang Keng originally wanted to smooth things over, but when Tao Huayu asked, he also looked at the two children.

My friend came to Tyrande, but I couldn’t save a week’s worth of manuscripts. I didn’t dare to go out and play. I was crying.