"Young Master, what's cooking in this pot?"

"Yeah! What's cooking here? Why is there such a strong aroma?"

"Young Master, can you let me taste the delicious food you cook?"

"I want to try it too."

"Me too..."

…

Seeing everyone chattering so much that it gave him a headache, Zhou Yu covered the pot and said to the people around him, "What's cooking in this pot is hot pot base. If you like it, I'll arrange for it to be available at Little Rhino Supermarket later. Everyone can go there to buy it."

I thought that with this explanation, the crowd would disperse.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the old killers around him began to complain.

"Go to Little Rhino Supermarket to buy it? You have to be able to snatch it up!"

"That's right. There's a long line there every day. Some people even hire someone to wait in line."

"The long queues are secondary. The key is that once the woman in my family enters the supermarket, she becomes possessed and spends money like water."

"That's right, we can't let those women go there again. If they keep going, the family fortune will be squandered sooner or later."

"The key is that the things they have stored will take a long time to use and they may not be able to use them all."

…

Seeing a group of famous generals of the Zhenguan period was like seeing an angry young wife. After being stunned for a while, Zhou Yu couldn't help laughing out loud.

I originally wanted to wait until the hype died down before doing one or two more marketing activities.

Now it seems that it is no longer necessary.

Thinking this in his mind, he casually took out the beef and mutton from the car refrigerator and put them into the pot.

After a moment, the complaining stopped abruptly.

Instead, there were various sounds of swallowing saliva.