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Chapter 240 A once-in-a-lifetime event! Schrödinger's Cola is born!

It was almost 11:30 a.m.

The sky over Mohe is still bitterly cold.

The wind swept in from the edge of the square, making people's ears tingle.

But the atmosphere at Polaris Square was already unbearably hot.

Tourists packed the area around the square to the point of being completely blocked.

Everywhere you look, it's all military green.

Tens of thousands of people stood on tiptoe, craning their necks, their eyes fixed on the row of large iron pots in the center of the field.

The aroma of the broth, the spiciness of the scallions, and the rich, oily flavor of the stewed meat blend together.

A cold wind swept through.

The aroma went straight into people's noses, making their mouths water.

Holy crap!

"Look over there!"

"What kind of spectacle is that?!"

A gasp suddenly erupted from the crowd.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

On the west side of the square, a passageway had been temporarily cleared by security personnel.

Two large groups of people drove in.

On the left are Coca-Cola employees, all wearing red uniforms.

They pushed boxes of red event materials forward in neat rows.

On the right are Pepsi employees, all wearing blue uniforms.

Pushing boxes of blue materials, they were just as fast as the red team.

These two beverage giants, who have been battling it out for years, are now entering the market side-by-side in Mohe.

The red and blue colors are clearly distinct.

And yet, things are inexplicably harmonious.

The live stream audience burst into laughter.

[Unbelievable! The red and blue giants meet in Mohe! These two dessert giants actually appeared together!]

[Fang Yu's entourage is so impressive, even textbooks wouldn't dare to portray him like this!]

I really can't imagine what kind of mental preparation the two marketing directors went through last night before agreeing to take this step together.

[Previously, business battles were about seizing distribution channels and winning contracts. Now, it's about who can pour Coke into a giant iron pot first.]

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, two groups of staff quickly pushed dozens of cases of Coca-Cola to the center of the venue.

A huge iron pot had already been set up there.

Beneath the pot, the firewood was burning brightly.

Several large red plastic basins next to it were filled with shredded ginger, Ningxia goji berries, and Xinjiang red dates.

Fang Yu, wearing a thick military overcoat, strode to the left side of the iron pot.

That roguish charm of a street urchin from Northeast China was instantly on full display.

Liu Yifei, also wrapped in a military overcoat, jogged to the right side of the iron pot.

Her little face was red from the cold, her eyes were curved, and she smiled sweetly and excitedly.

Fang Yu, as a spokesperson for Coca-Cola, received a two-liter bottle of Coca-Cola from the Red Team.

Liu Yifei, as a Pepsi spokesperson, also picked up a two-liter bottle of Pepsi from the blue team.

The two smiled at each other across the large, steaming iron pot.

No unnecessary words.

"laugh--"

"laugh--"

Two sounds of bottles being opened rang out simultaneously.

Fang Yu and Liu Yifei simultaneously raised the plastic bottles in their hands, aiming them at the center of the pot.

Bubbly cola poured from the red and blue bottle openings and gathered at the bottom of the pot.

With the eldest brother and sister-in-law taking the lead, the employees from the red and blue companies immediately followed.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Bottles of Coke were unscrewed one by one.

The red and blue bottles are held up side by side.

Pour streams of cola into the pot, and soon it's filled a whole pot.

With the help of the firewood underneath, the pot quickly started bubbling.

The sweet aroma wafted out with the steam.

Fang Daqiang stayed by his side the whole time.

He waited until the heat was just right, then grabbed the large, shovel-like spatula and stepped forward.

He threw in shredded ginger, red dates, and goji berries all at once.

The fire ignited!

Flip it over with the spatula!

The sweet and spicy flavor, mixed with the aroma of dates, suddenly burst forth.

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It's officially done!

The live stream chat went absolutely wild!

[Witnessing history! Red and blue teams working together! This is a milestone in business history!]

After this whole mess, tell me, did Pepsi win or Coca-Cola win?

Nobody won. But Fang Yu was completely exhausted from winning, and the Northeast Iron Pot was completely exhausted from winning!

The "special cola" simmered in the pot, steaming hot.

Amidst the commotion, it finally arrived at exactly noon.

Fang Daqiang wiped his hands on his apron, turned to Fang Yu and gave him a "okay" gesture.

Fang Yu perked up, took the megaphone that Director Wang had prepared, and stepped onto the red brick platform next to him.

Then, he turned around and reached out his hand to Liu Yifei.

Without hesitation, Liu Yifei used his strength to stand up.

The two stood side by side against the wind and snow.

The man is handsome and tall.

The woman was absolutely stunning.

In that instant, they looked like a newlywed couple holding a ceremony of the century.

Fang Yu held the megaphone in one hand, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the audience below, faces red from the cold but full of anticipation.

Finally, he looked at the live broadcast camera directly in front of him.

A surge of energy in his chest.

He yelled it out.

"A massive banquet for ten thousand people in Mohe!"

"Let's begin the feast!!!"

After shouting, he casually held the megaphone to Liu Yifei's mouth and gestured with his chin towards her:

"Boss lady, come on, you say something too!"

Liu Yifei was already infected by the passionate atmosphere and didn't hesitate at all.

She shouted crisply into the loudspeaker:

"Eat as much as you like!"

"Dinner's ready!!!"

boom--!!!

Polaris Square erupted in chaos!

"Awooooooo!!!"

The cheers of tens of thousands of people exploded in the snow and ice.

The snow on the branches of trees at the edge of the square was shaken off.

Security personnel quickly cleared a path around the perimeter.

Volunteers held up large signs that read "Area A," "Area B," and "Area C," and shouted to direct the flow of people.

"Don't push!"

"Follow the signs!"

"Check the area on your ticket first, don't wander off aimlessly!"

The first group of tourists followed the guide and surged into the giant red windproof and heat-insulating tent.

The curtain was lifted.

Inside the shed, more than a dozen industrial-grade high-powered heaters were blowing hot air out.

Plastic stools, plastic tablecloths, and disposable bowls and chopsticks were all arranged in advance.

A large thermos was placed on each table.

When poured out, it becomes a steaming "Schrödinger Ginger Hot Cola".

The tourists who were just outside stomping their feet in the cold, their snot almost freezing into icicles, picked up their cups and brought them to their lips.

The hot, sweet and spicy cola went straight into my stomach.

"ha--!"

Many people squinted their eyes in comfort on the spot.

It warmed me from my throat all the way to the soles of my feet.

Before everyone could even settle in.

At the end of the greenhouse, Fang Daqiang's loud voice rang out.

"Serve the food!"

next second.

Northeastern women wearing red aprons rushed into the passageway carrying large basins.

"Make way! Move your legs! Everyone, make way!"

"Be careful not to burn yourself! Don't reach in, put it on the table first!"

The women spoke loudly and moved quickly.

The first hearty dish: Authentic Northeastern pork stew!

The handmade blood sausage is cut into thick, round slices.

The slices of pork belly glistened with oil in the hot soup.

The pickled cabbage, having absorbed the rich bone broth, was piled up in a large basin, forming a small mountain of broth and meat.

What kind of high-end French plating?

What is meant by "delicate small portion"?

None of these exist here!

There are no frills or embellishments.

Its main selling point is simplicity and directness.

large.

You'll be full.

It's piping hot!

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