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Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country

Chapter 692 - 613: Zhuhai Airshow, the Man with a Cloth on His Head
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Chapter 692: Chapter 613: Zhuhai Airshow, the Man with a Cloth on His Head

After hanging up the phone, a "ding dong" sounded from the mobile phone, and upon opening it, sure enough, Liu Feng had sent the detailed address.

Wang Fan replied with a "Got it" and then called his second uncle.

Second Uncle has been very happy lately, smiling like Maitreya Buddha every day. After all, having someone so accomplished in the family, it’s as if the ancestral grave is definitely emitting blue smoke.

"What’s the matter with calling Second Uncle at this time?"

Listening to Second Uncle’s cheerful voice, Wang Fan couldn’t help but smile too.

Being able to make your family feel proud because of you, it’s really quite a delightful thing.

"Second Uncle, I’ve got good news to tell you."

Second Uncle laughed heartily: "Winning the championship is the biggest good news, how could there be anything bigger than that?"

Wang Fan didn’t keep him in suspense: "I just received a call from someone at the Zhuhai Airshow, asking if I’d like to participate..."

"What did you say?!"

Before Wang Fan finished his sentence, Second Uncle let out a howl like a wolf.

Wang Fan swiftly turned his head to the side, feeling like his eardrum was millimeters away from bursting.

"Second Uncle, is there a need to be so excited? You’ve almost deafened me with your shout."

"Oh, wow wow wow! You’re not fooling me, are you?! You’re sure it’s the Zhuhai Airshow? Really the one in Zhuhai?!"

Second Uncle completely ignored what Wang Fan was saying, passionately asking in frenzy: "Is it true? Could it be someone is fooling you? Are they really inviting you? Can you take me along? Hurry up, hurry up, can you take me?!"

Second Uncle’s words were rapid like bullets from a Maxim machine gun, leaving Wang Fan no room to interject.

"Hold on, hold on, Second Uncle, let me explain. They gave me two professional tickets, allowing me to set up a booth there. Do you want to go?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes! Whoever stops me from going will have a problem with me! That’s the Zhuhai Airshow! One of the sanctuaries for military fans! You really got the big ticket, you brat, hahaha!"

Second Uncle’s excitement and joy couldn’t be hidden, nor did he intend to hide it. His nephew’s respect for Second Uncle, there’s nothing to hide.

Wang Fan said: "The airshow starts on the 11th. Will you fly directly to Zhuhai or come find me so we can go together?"

Second Uncle said: "I’m not going with you, I’ll find a place to stay myself in Zhuhai, you stay in your crappy car. That car can’t compare to the comfort of a hotel."

Wang Fan didn’t mind; Second Uncle might just be saying this verbally, but the exact reason he knew well.

"Alright, I’ll ask Qianqian if she wants to go. If she does, I’ll ask for another ticket."

"Okay, go ahead, I need to quickly pack my stuff, hahaha, Zhuhai Airshow, here I come!"

After hearing Wang Fan’s words, Zhuo Qianqian regretfully said: "I can’t go, school has been quite busy lately, can’t get away. But my dad is also a military fan, why don’t I ask him if he wants to go?"

"Ah? Inviting the father-in-law?"

Upon hearing Zhuo Qianqian wanted to invite Mr. Zhuo, Wang Fan instinctively felt a bit nervous.

"Alright, go ahead and ask."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Qianqian quickly made a video call with a gleeful expression: "Boss, good luck to you, my dad has heard about the airshow for a while now. Once he learned you could get tickets, he jumped for joy and said he’s packing his bags to head over right away."

Wang Fan said wryly: "Okay, can’t believe our first meeting with the parents is in such a setting."

Zhuo Qianqian laughed: "Doesn’t that just make you more unique, Boss? Don’t worry, my dad was over the moon after you won the championship. He won’t give you a hard time."

...

"Are you saying Mr. Wang Fan agreed to come here and make food?"

At the Zhuhai Airshow, a group of people in robes and white hats were looking around, and the leader in his twenties was happily speaking to Liu Feng.

Liu Feng nodded and smiled: "Yes, Prince Matt, but Mr. Wang Fan won’t specifically handle your dining. He’ll be setting up a booth in our area. As you know, he’s quite an individual."

Prince Matt showed even more delight: "Yes, yes, my brother had some of his gourmet in France, and since returning, he’s been boasting in front of me every day, saying he offered many benefits trying to invite him to develop in our country, but got rejected outright. Only someone with real talent can afford to turn down my brother’s offer."

Liu Feng said: "Now that this is settled, shall I briefly introduce our Zhuhai Airshow to you?"

It’s not the official airshow time yet, but for major customers like the Camel, early entry is naturally not an issue.

Although the Camel isn’t the top dog in Huaxia’s weapon exports, most of the sales to the top 1 and 2 are gifted, and the profit is far from what this big customer pays.

"Ding ding ding!"

After hearing Liu Feng’s words, a series of notifications rang sharply in Prince Matt’s mind.

Keyword — Key introduction!

"My dear brother, whenever you hear someone from Huaxia say key introduction, don’t hesitate, buy it all for me!"

Recalling his brother’s instructions before leaving, Prince Matt immediately said: "I’ll buy it!"

Liu Feng was taken aback: "What will you buy? I haven’t started the introduction yet?"

Prince Matt clenched his fist: "Only kids make choices, I want it all."

"Ding."

"Mission issued: Please set up a booth at the Zhuhai Aerospace Exhibition for five consecutive days and sell at least 10 servings of meat dishes (Pork and blood-based ingredients are prohibited).

"Mission reward: Friendship of the Prince."

"Special mission: Please set up a booth at the Zhuhai Aerospace Exhibition for five consecutive days and sell at least 100 servings of meat dishes (Pork and blood-based ingredients are prohibited).

"Mission reward: Max friendship with the Prince."

The system’s mission left Wang Fan a little puzzled; it used to involve skill, chef level, or points, but what’s up with the Prince’s friendship?

And this is the first time the system prohibited specific ingredients, presumably due to the customs of their wealthy country.

However, he didn’t think too much of it. Since the system invariably produces quality, this friendship likely holds something special. Even without rewards, it wouldn’t matter because making the elders happy is the main thing.

The elderly bit for Second Uncle is fine, but it felt a bit forced for Mr. Zhuo, given how young Mr. Zhuo looks. Otherwise, Wang Fan wouldn’t have called him brother upon their first meeting.

Once the two landed, they radiated cheerfulness, showing immense anticipation for this airshow trip.

Men generally can’t resist various weapons much; even a straight wooden stick can be fascinating for half the day. This time, upgrading to bird-hunting rifles, the chance to see the most advanced weapons openly displaying, no man could refuse.

However, once he picked up the two elders, Wang Fan felt somewhat neglected, as Second Uncle and Mr. Zhuo bonded quickly despite it being their first meeting. Their lively and harmonious interaction was akin to old friends reuniting after years.

As for Wang Fan, it felt like being a pawn who had already completed his task, being addressed only in urgent need.

After a rest in the hotel for the night, the three headed straight for the airshow early after breakfast.

The exhibition in the first two days is for the professional group, with much fewer people compared to the public group, naturally avoiding congestion.

After checking their tickets, the three entered, marveling at the array of equipment like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden.

"QBZ-191!"

Upon seeing a weapon displayed on the platform, Second Uncle and Mr. Zhuo couldn’t move any further.

They each held one in their hands, continuously examining it, like receiving a beloved toy.

Wang Fan lacked knowledge on these, though he found the real device superior in feel compared to models and simulations played previously.

But the drone series and machine series at the airshow truly broadened his horizons.

Especially when encountering a mechanical dog, Wang Fan, Second Uncle, and Mr. Zhuo couldn’t help but exclaim in awe, with Second Uncle noting: "Fear of insufficient firepower is vividly evident in this mechanical dog. Whose mechanical dog carries a Gatling?!"

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