Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

Especially for the unique style of a building, the feeling of just seeing it is completely different from that of experiencing it in person.

Double-decker buses, private cars and taxis shuttled by, as well as the classic rickshaws from the movies, filled with gentlemen and ladies in suits and cheongsams.

Pulling the two distracted people back to reality, Ye Chuan said, "Let's go taste some food at the food stalls!"

When Wei Dong heard this term, he asked in confusion: "What is a food stall?"

“This is the atmosphere of Hong Kong Island!”

As a character who has lived two lives, this is the first time that "173" has set foot on Hong Kong Island.

In the past, we often saw the protagonists in Hong Kong movies enjoying the food at food stalls with gusto. Today, I was able to experience it myself.

After walking through several alleys, Ye Chuan went to places with heavy traffic and finally found a large and bustling food stall.

The atmosphere here is warm and bustling. Dozens of tables are already bustling with people. In the iron pots with blazing fire, all kinds of delicious dishes full of the smell of fireworks are gradually transformed from raw materials into sumptuous meals under the hands of his boss.

Wei Dong and Xiao Jun were standing there in a daze. They had never experienced such a scene before: although the attitude of the boss and the waiter could not be called polite, their service could be considered professional.

The three of them chose a seat and sat down. Soon a waiter came over and asked, "What would you like to order, gentlemen?" Holding a notepad and a ballpoint pen in hand, he asked enthusiastically in standard Cantonese.

The two looked at each other, only half understanding the dialect.

Ye Chuan picked up the simple menu and glanced at it quickly, then said in fluent Cantonese, "Three wonton noodles; one serving each of oyster pot, fried clams, and steamed eel; and deep-fried pork belly, and three glasses of ice-cold beer."

Before arriving in Hong Kong Island, he exchanged some Hong Kong dollars with the help of Tong Yao's aunt. The official exchange rate on the market was one Hong Kong dollar to 0.42 RMB, but because of Lin Hua's relationship, he was able to buy 1 Hong Kong dollars at a ratio of 0.6 to .

This was something new for the two of them. "Brother Ye, can you speak the language of this place?" Wei Dong asked in surprise.

Ye Chuan smiled and nodded and replied: "For this trip, I specially asked my friends in Guangdong to learn a few dialect words, and they happened to come in handy here." The two were puzzled, but they did not delve into Ye Chuan's language level. The guy even regarded him as a local.

The biggest charm of the food stall is its speed and efficiency. In a short time, the dishes ordered by Ye Chuan were placed on the table.

For them, except for the fried pork belly, everything else was new and they couldn't help but hesitate whether to start eating.

Ye Chuan filled a glass of ice-cold beer for himself, and the two followed suit. Their favorite drink was usually draft beer, and it was quite refreshing to try ice-cold beer on a hot summer day.

Ye Chuan raised his glass and said with a smile: "Come on, cheers for life!"

The freedom and comfort of sitting in a food stall, enjoying delicious food and drinking beer, seemed to bring him back to the memories of his previous life. "Thank you, Brother Ye!" The two of them also raised their glasses.

The three of them clinked their glasses gently and drank it all in one gulp.

The beer slid down their throats into their stomachs, instantly driving away the anxiety brought on by the scorching heat. They all said "refreshing" at the same time. "Eat it while it's hot. These are the specialties of Hong Kong Island food stalls." Ye Chuan said, and first tasted the yellow eel. The delicious spicy and numb taste instantly spread through his taste buds. "It tastes so good!" He couldn't help but praise.

Wei Dong and Xiao Junnian took a bite and nodded in agreement.

This dish has rare ingredients and plenty of fat, and a single bite is enough to leave you with an endless aftertaste.

The food stall was gradually becoming lively, crowded with people, the tables were fully occupied, and the sounds of laughter and chattering were mixed together.

Despite the noise all around them, the two did not feel uncomfortable, but instead felt that it was a unique atmosphere.

The original restraint slowly disappeared after taking a sip of the cold beer.

They ordered another six bottles of beer, two bottles each for the three of them, and their faces gradually showed joy.

Although they were not obviously tipsy, the infiltration of alcohol had already made them lose their rigor of work and relax and enjoy the present moment. "Brother Ye, this is the life of 3.7!" Wei Dong held the cup and drank the beer with a gulp, his face full of joy. "Brother Ye, the dishes here are so delicious! It would be great if we could taste them there!" Xiao Junnian was deeply moved. "Brother, Brother Xiao, don't underestimate this roadside stall. It has a history of more than ten years. To make this flavor, you must stew it over a high fire. You can't do it without the heat." Ye Chuan said with a hint of professionalism in his tone. "Brother Ye knows so much!" Xiao Junnian stared at Ye Chuan eagerly like a fan chasing a star, almost scaring him.

But don't let this trip change this guy's character!

After the three of them had each tasted three bottles of beer, they were already feeling a little tipsy, and only a few dishes were left on the table.

At this time, the waiter brought three bowls of wonton noodles. Ye Chuan's appetite was aroused as soon as he saw the colorful and tempting dishes.

He recommended it to Wei Dong and Xiao Junnian: "This is the famous wonton noodles, the taste is first-rate, come and try it."

After saying that, he scooped up some soup and tasted it. It was rich and flavorful, not salty or greasy at all, and the noodles were tender and tasty.

Xiao Junnian and Wei Dong couldn't help but praise that the wontons were extremely delicious, the shrimps were big and fresh, the texture was chewy and full of fragrance.

After eating a bowl of wonton noodles, the three of them instantly felt warm and satisfied.

Ye Chuan clapped his hands to signal for the bill. "Check out." He said calmly.

The younger brother quickly came forward to calculate the bill, smiling: "Boss, the total is three thousand two hundred and thirty-six yuan, three hundred and fifty will be enough."

Ye Chuan took out the Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and handed them over, saying "thank you", and then prepared to leave. "Don't you need a receipt?" Xiao Junnian was slightly surprised. "No need to leave a bill here." Ye Chuan responded with a smile, with a hint of future vision in his tone. "When can we be so free and easy?" Wei Dong's tone revealed a bit of envy. "We still have to wait patiently! When technology develops rapidly, crops and breeding industries can meet our needs, and life will be more comfortable." Ye Chuan slowly explained his expectations.

He knew that this goal would take another twenty years or even more to achieve, and that the situation would become increasingly severe.

As the three of them walked, the cool night breeze blew by, and Wei Dong and Xiao Junnian began to feel the effects of alcohol. "Brother Ye, let's go home. We drank too quickly just now." Wei Dong suggested. They often drank white wine and were not used to beer.

Xiao Junnian agreed: "I feel a little dizzy."

Ye Chuan pointed at the tall buildings in the distance and said, "Brothers, go back first. I want to go around." He pointed at a busy street. "Then come back early, don't get lost." Wei Dong urged. "Don't worry, I can speak Cantonese, I won't get lost." Ye Chuan smiled, enjoying the moment of tranquility in the busy city.

At this time, Hong Kong Island's nightlife is booming and the streets and alleys are full of vitality.

For people from the mainland, Beijing is already sparsely populated; but here, it is just the prelude to the night.

People are either dancing and sweating profusely, or enjoying wine and women alone, quietly appreciating the hustle and bustle of the streets.

Young people, gang members and ordinary people interweave, and the street life on Hong Kong Island is colorful.

After walking for a long time, Ye Chuan noticed a bar and went straight in. This place had not yet been disturbed by the hustle and bustle of nightlife.

On the dance floor, people who love dancing can let themselves go; in the quiet corner, those who seek leisure can choose a seat, sip fine wine, and quietly feel the flow of life.

Soon, the waiter brought a glass of whiskey on the rocks and left two dollars as change.

However, Ye Chuan gently waved his hand to decline.

Looking at the waiter's smiling face, I realized that this tip was a large portion of his income from a day's work. This seemingly elegant young man was really generous.

Ye Chuan smiled and took a sip of the whiskey. It was a bit bitter at first, but it had a slight sweetness when mixed with ice.

At this moment, a sweet voice sounded in his ears. "Sir, would you like to taste fine wine alone?" He heard this as soon as he put down the glass.

Looking up, he saw a lady wearing fancy clothes and heavy makeup. The smell of cheap perfume on her body made Ye Chuan frown slightly. "Handsome man, do you mind enjoying a drink together?" The woman asked in a tender voice, trying to get closer.

Ye Chuan moved slightly and made an inviting gesture.

The woman immediately called the waiter to take her order. Ye Chuan paid another ten dollars for the same whiskey.

When the lady saw his straightforward action, her smile became even more pronounced. She took Ye Chuan's arm and held it close to her body.

He had no problem taking advantage of her, but the lady's scent was too pungent, so he moved away a little. "Sorry, I'm still a little shy." Ye Chuan smiled, but in fact he didn't mind throwing himself into her arms, but the woman's scent was too strong, and he was worried about his health.

When the iced whiskey was brought up, the waiter did not give the change but put it directly into his pocket. Ye Chuan did not care about it.

After the lady drank it in one gulp, she leaned close to Ye Chuan's ear and asked, "Handsome man, can we spend the night together tonight?"

In response to her suggestion, he responded bluntly: "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in you."

"Oh, it's different in bed!" The lady still didn't give up.

Ye Chuan smiled and agreed without saying anything. He thought that the woman was indeed too old and did not match his aesthetic taste, although her thick makeup could not hide the traces of time.

The woman was obviously dissatisfied. She snorted and turned away with the wine glass.

Someone at the table next to him joked, "Young man, although she is not very beautiful, she is not ugly either." The speaker was a man in his forties or fifties. Although he had a kind face, he had a sense of majesty that inspired awe.

Ye Chuan turned around and said with a smile: "Brother, if you like, it's still not too late to ask the girl to come back." However, to his surprise, the man was not angry at all. Instead, he came over with a glass of wine and sat opposite Ye Chuan. "Young man, are you from the inland?" the man asked.

Ye Chuan was slightly surprised when he heard this, and asked in confusion: "How do you know?" "Were you not forced to escape?" the man continued.

Ye Chuan smiled bitterly and asked, "Why is this happening? This place is not as beautiful as a fairyland." This sentence touched the man's funny bone, and he laughed heartily, "If someone else had said what you did just now, they might have been exposed long ago."