"It's a little bit out of the lake, wait until you try the next one! This fish does not represent my craftsmanship!"

"Huh~huh~Okay...but, can I...huh, make a suggestion, add less chili pepper...it's too spicy!"

Summer was already hot, and the bearded Bona was sweating profusely while eating, with his mouth wide open, frantically breathing in the fresh air. It's strange to say that he usually gave up on food that was too spicy after just two bites, but now he faced

This weird grilled fish never made me determined to give up.

"What seasoning did you add in it? This is so weird. It is not only spicy, but also has a very strange aroma. Did you add marijuana in it? This smell is so addictive! I can't put it down at all.

Fork inside.”

"How is that possible? These are all ingredients I can buy in the supermarket, but some of them have to be bought from the Chinese store across the street. Okay, the new fish is here, don't worry, this one doesn't have much chili pepper, it's just for you!"

Smiling, he picked up the new plate of grilled fish and placed it in front of Bona. Carter was ready to think about it, he could ask for it...

"Oh, thank you! Compared with your fish, I feel embarrassed to take out my cheap food. If you don't mind it, please feel free to do it!"

Before Carter could speak, the bearded man picked up the brown paper bag next to him and placed it between the two of them.

"Of course I don't mind. Let me see. Did you buy this in Bellevue?"

Taking out the taco from the paper bag, Carter frowned instantly:

"Is this really a tostado? Are you sure it's not a tostado?"

"What is a tostado? Look, it says it on it, right? Bell should be selling tacos, right?"

"No, no, the tortilla on the outside of the taco is not like this. This one looks like it has been fried. The tostado is a round tortilla with a crispy outer shell. The taco does not need to be fried! Let me try it and I will get it.

knife!"

Standing up with doubts on his face, Carter walked to the oven. He pulled out a small table knife from under the oven, cut the taco in his hand into two, and then...

"Is this a cold cut? Oh my gosh, Mr. Boner, can you tell me how long you've had this taco?"

While asking, Carter took a table knife and made two cuts on the beef in the taco roll. But whether it was from the cut of the knife or from the cross section, the meat didn't look like it was fried.

The appearance of the meat is almost the same as the inside, with no trace of grilling at all. Instead, it looks a bit like the soy sauce beef Carter bought in the market in his previous life. You can't say it is raw meat, but it usually needs to be processed and fried before being eaten.

Once.

"I don't know about this. For me, I just care about whether it tastes good or not. Who cares how it is made. Are you a chef? Or some kind of food reviewer?"

Seeing Carter's demeanor as a very professional food critic, combined with the unique grilled fish, Bona was a little strange.

"Are you too young?! Oh, by the way, I bought it around nine o'clock in the morning, and then brought my equipment to the lake."

"I'm not a food reviewer or a chef. But I also happen to own a fast food restaurant that makes tacos, so..."

Carter raised the half taco in his hand and shrugged.

"I'm pretty sure this thing is not a taco at all! At least it's not authentic, because whether it's in Mexico or further south in Central and South American countries such as Costa Rica and Honduras, it's unrealistic for you to let them eat cold cuts of meat.

.”

"It seems that this thing was made to facilitate the transportation and production of semi-finished products, let alone them. Even us southerners in the United States don't eat this. We prefer to eat barbecue!"

"Who cares? It's cheap and convenient, that's all! But this is indeed a chain store. I heard it's very popular in California. We just opened it not long ago..."

Seeing Carter's frown getting deeper and deeper after eating the taco, Boehner explained with some embarrassment:

"The price of this thing is a little cheaper than McDonald's. It's good to change the taste occasionally."

"That's right, hey, the price! It's just this thing...it's a bit too confusing, but it tastes okay. The salad is pretty good..."

"If you can't do anything with some raw vegetables, then just don't open a restaurant!"

Just when Carter and his new acquaintance were eating and chatting happily, Paul hurriedly came over:

Baimeng book

"Carter! Stop eating and go back quickly. People from IBM are already here!"

"What the hell?! I almost forgot..."

As soon as he looked at the time on his watch, Carter jumped up instantly. Regardless of packing the oven, fishing rods and other items, Carter hurried back with Paul.

"Sorry, man, I saw that guy had a taco in his hand and asked him about the situation of his competitors. I forgot about it all of a sudden."

"It's okay, it's okay. Ballmer and Gates are already waiting for you. Are you a competitor of ht? How is the situation? Is it a big threat?"

"I don't know, I don't know how big they are. But just looking at the products and selling prices, I'm not very worried. Their tacos are not that good."

"That's good..."

While talking, they hurried back. When the two arrived at Microsoft, the large office that originally seemed a bit crowded became even more crowded now.

At the conference table, which was made up of several tables, sat Gates, Ballmer and other Microsoft representatives. On the other side was naturally the person in charge of IBM...

"Mr. Gates, first of all, I need to make sure that in addition to basic language development, I need to make sure that you are proficient in fortran 77 language and standardized fortran 66?"

He raised his head and glanced at Carter and Paul who were rushing in. The person in charge of IBM ignored them and asked Gates directly.

"Of course, I mean, these are professional skills that we must master. Mr. Sams can rest assured. If you need to show results, Newell, Nisi..."

Carter was confused by the technical negotiations. He just watched the two sides continue to answer questions, and more and more things were recorded in the notebooks in front of them.

Putting aside technical issues and looking only at the other party's attitude, Carter felt that IBM seemed very satisfied with Microsoft...

"Since your person in charge has also signed a confidentiality agreement, I can speak frankly! Our IBM plan this time is to create a machine with a very open architecture that can be flexibly configured to solve any problem.

Just like machines like Apple II or TRS-80, it may not be perfect, but it has great room for expansion."

"So it is pleasant news to hear that you are now able to provide more diversified language support. In addition, I also heard that you are recently developing a language based on the 8086 chip? Didn't you know about this?"

"Yes, we are doing it. But the progress is not very high at the moment. I will not hide it from you..."

Carter, who was signing a confidentiality agreement on the contents of the meeting, listened quietly to the conversation between the two parties. Apart from a little excitement about participating in history, he was generally in a calm state of mind. But soon, Carter heard Sams ask a sensitive question.

question:

"It doesn't matter. Our planned development time for this machine product code-named A is one year. As long as we can ensure that this little guy can be successfully launched in one year. I noticed that your software card product comes with an operating system.

, its market feedback is good, can you port it to the 8086 chip?"

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