I walk the career line in dog blood

After watching the movie, the three of them went to the port and took the ferry back the same way. After that, Zhang Wei took them to the downtown area.

"It's already noon, I'm so hungry, Tiantong, do you want to eat roasted goose rice or barbecued pork rice? For roasted goose rice, go right, for barbecued pork rice, go left." Zhang Wei pointed at the intersection.

"Which one is delicious?"

"They are all delicious, but I heard that the master who made the roast goose died of illness, and now his son is taking over. I don't know if it is still so delicious."

"Then eat roast goose." An Yinong clapped his hands.

"Why? Shouldn't we eat barbecued pork rice?" Zhao Gang felt strange.

"Barbecued pork rice, Ah Wei already knows that it is delicious. But I don't know if the roast goose is still so delicious, so if we go to eat roast goose now, will there be a kind of nervousness and anticipation?

"If it doesn't taste good, don't worry about it. If it tastes good, you can continue to eat it. How about it?"

This logic is really strange, but there is nothing wrong with it.

Zhang Wei and Zhao Gang thought for a while: "Okay, listen to you."

So they went to Luo Kee Roast Goose Shop.This is a typical tenement house with people living above and shops below, and most of the people who come here to eat are nearby residents.

There are many working women in Hong Kong City, and many families have a dual-career model. If there is no manual cooking, they will pack meals in such restaurants.

The entire roast goose shop is no more than fifty square meters, not including the kitchen inside.The [-] square meters are filled with stools and tables, so there is still no room for sitting, and there are many folding tables and chairs outside.

"There are so many people." They found an empty seat and sat down, looking at the expressions of these diners, the new boss was not bad at workmanship.

"Hello, how are you three? What do you want to eat?" A young woman in a blue gown came over and asked them what they wanted to eat with a smile on her face. Her local dialect was stuttering, so she must be a newcomer.

That's right, this is the place with the most people in Xingang, and four or five dialects from different places can be heard on one street.

"Three servings of roasted goose rice, and three servings of roasted duck legs." Zhang Wei, who was entertaining the guests, took two banknotes, as proud as the hero in the movie just now took two silver ingots.

At the same time, Zhang Wei took a small banknote and handed it to the waiter very naturally: "What is the soup today?"

"Thank you, today's soup is pork ribs and seaweed soup." The waiter who received the tip quickly collected the money and turned around to shout, "Table [-], three servings of roasted goose rice and three servings of roasted duck legs."

"Alright, table number nine, three servings of roasted goose rice, three servings of roasted duck leg." The bookkeeper behind the counter lowered his head and wrote down the order.

"Do restaurants on the roadside also give tips?" An Yinong asked as soon as the waiter left.

"Of course, they don't have much salary, and all their income depends on tips. If you tip too little in the hospital, the nurse won't even look at you. There are also those big restaurants, if you tip too little, they will secretly tip you." Spit in the dishes." Zhang Wei took it for granted.

Zhao Gang also added: "When I go to the toilet in the hotel, I also have to tip the auntie who cleans the toilet."

"How much tip do you usually give?" An Yinong, who didn't understand the tip system, humbly asked for advice.

"One-tenth of what you ordered, but some places ask for a little more, like those big restaurants and hospitals, you just ask the nurse to pour some water, and you have to give two yuan. Hey, you haven't given a tip before. Is it?" They wondered.

"I used to rarely come out alone."

"Understood," Zhang Wei nodded, "Master."

An Yinong smiled and looked elsewhere. On the left of Luo Ji Roast Goose was Feng Ji Toshi.Toast is toast, and that shop should be doing simple Western-style sandwiches or something.

On the right side of the roast goose shop is the Zhangji sauce shop. Some housewives walked in with baskets and left with sauce bottles.

Others include watch repair shops, shoe shops, hair shampoo shops... It seems that the fumes of the world are concentrated in this small corner.

"Meow." A soft thing suddenly touched An Yinong's calf, and he was startled. When he took a closer look, it was a cat, a fat orange.

"It's a cat raised by the previous shop owner, and its fur is so smooth and smooth."

Zhang Wei watched this normally cold cat rubbing against An Yinong: "You are really popular with animals, how many cats and dogs have you followed along the way?"

"No way, who told me to be cute?" An Yinong laughed to himself.

"You are so narcissistic."

"What narcissism? I call it 'self-knowledge'." An Yinong used idioms indiscriminately there.

"Your parents must be very beautiful and handsome?" Zhang Wei asked curiously, "Actually, we noticed you when you transferred to another school, and there were people from the next class who sneaked over to see you. But we always thought you were that An inaccessible young master."

After all, there are not too many students in government schools who are picked up by drivers every day, plus they are so good-looking...

"Later, you found out that I was a scumbag and you secretly threw me with a small note?" An Yinong held his face, his eyes were obvious when he smiled, and his eyes seemed bigger and shimmering.

Zhang Wei's face turned red all of a sudden: "You smile at the girl, not at me."

Zhao Gang laughed loudly, but Zhang Wei pressed his head: "You're still laughing!"

"Tiantong, how does it feel to be the young master of a rich family? There must be no worries." Zhang Wei said enviously, money can solve 99 kinds of worries, and there is one kind of worry that money can't solve, and no money can't solve it either.

But An Yinong thought of the original owner's parents who were about to divorce, and the 'idiot' shackles on the original owner, he smiled slightly: "Maybe there are rich people who don't have troubles, but it must not be me."

"Then what's bothering you?"

Even Zhao Gang looked at it, the life of the rich is so glamorous, what troubles will there be?Confused about driving a red sports car or a blue one to school?

"I will also encounter the troubles you encounter. For example, what will I do when I grow up. I feel dizzy when I see words, and I almost faint when I read an article. I can't do many jobs. I am a student. Scum." An Yinong laughed at himself.

"Also, don't relatives and friends also have to compare each other? How many points did your boy get in the test, what school did your boy go to... At this time, I can only keep silent."

Their grades were also so-so. Zhang Wei and Zhao Gang, who felt that they had no hope of going to college and were already thinking about what jobs they would have in the future, were deeply moved: "It turns out that even if you have money, you can't escape these things."

"Yeah. But I've found the job I want to do."

"what?"

The two heads came closer, but An Yinong pushed them away one by one: "I want to draw manga."

"Wow!" All four eyes lit up, "Didn't you just talk about it? Do you really want to draw manga?"

In fact, the profession of cartoonist is very glamorous, but actually doing this job will encounter many problems.For example, the income is very unstable, for example, the good and bad grades are a kind of test for people's mentality, and there are many other problems such as talent and keen sense of smell.

But in the eyes of their two students, this is a very cool and trendy profession.

"Is it the martial arts comics like in "The Way of Chivalry"?" Zhang Wei asked, and he was pushed away by Zhao Gang in the next second.

"It must be a gang cartoon like "The Blue Dragon Club". Haven't you seen the big guy drawn by Tiantong? It's so majestic with a cigar in its mouth."

"Anything is fine, Tiantong, no matter what comics you draw, I will definitely buy them immediately!" Zhang Wei thought for a while, then emphasized his tone, "Even if I don't buy my goddess posters, I will buy your comics."

An Yinong was about to say something.

"Three servings of roasted goose rice and three servings of roasted duck legs at table number nine." A pretty boy with a tray came out and interrupted their conversation.

The waiter placed the dishes and chopsticks for them one by one.

In addition to a large plate of roast goose rice and a whole roasted duck leg, each person also has a bowl of soup.Although it is a typical soup, the content does not cut corners at all. It is boiled with pork ribs and kelp, sprinkled with a little dried shrimp and green onion, and the fragrance is fresh and sweet.

An Yinong picked up his chopsticks and looked at the roast goose rice in front of him.A large plate with a mountain of rice in the middle, oily roast goose with crispy skin, cut into several pieces of the same width and spread on it, under the golden crispy skin is juicy goose meat, delicious.

Beside the roast goose is half a marinated egg and a few green vegetables. The white rice is topped with brown sauce, which smells a bit sweet.

"It smells so good." Zhang Wei took a deep breath, picked up the chopsticks and ate hard, and Zhao Gang did the same.They couldn't speak anymore, and the sound of their teeth tearing the crispy skin and tender meat could be heard in their ears.

An Yinong picked up a piece of roast goose and put it into his mouth, with a slight 'click', the slightly sweet crispy skin broke, biting down with his teeth, the delicious juice in the meat splashed out.

He originally thought that the essence of the big goose roasted in this way was on the crispy skin, and the meat would look a bit inferior.But this piece of roast goose overturned his stereotype. The skin and meat are so just right. A whole piece of roast goose has both crispy and tender taste, not old but not old, salty and sweet.

"It's delicious." He marveled, the delicious dishes plucked his strings in his mind, and a string of musical notes came out.

"Is it delicious?" Zhang Wei ate without looking up, "I've eaten all the roast goose in the streets and alleys here, and this one is the best. I was worried that no one would pick up the stall when the master left. Fortunately, the little master has also practiced. I will often come to take care of his business in the future."

An Yinong also memorized the address of this store, and packed a copy to take home at night for Granny Lian to taste.

At this time, there was a sound of ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, pong, and when An Yinong looked back, he saw five or six young men in Tang suits made of cotton and linen with weapons in their hands. stained.

One of them was holding a baseball bat and was beating on the open-air tables, scaring the guests. The waiters were also scared and hid aside, daring not to say anything.

"Don't look, it's the Crocodile Gang." Zhang Wei quickly pressed An Yinong's head and said in a low voice, "Look at them, they won't be happy."

Crocodile Gang?An Yinong felt that the name sounded familiar.

After Ding Ling knocked for a while, the boss inside ran out and forced a smile: "Brother Wei, are you here for dinner?"

"Didn't you pay the protection fee this month? Bring some brothers to patronize your business." The man who was called Weige had a strange phoenix head. There was hair in the middle row, and the left and right sides were empty. Fierce.

"No, Brother Wei, our store has already handed in a week ago, you... Did you remember wrongly?" The boss squeezed his fists and tried to force a smile on his face.

"Your old man handed it over a week ago. Is it your old man who opened the shop now? You are the one who opened the shop now." Wei Ge took a puff of cigarette and exhaled two smoke rings, "The shop has changed owners, of course we have to pay again. You don't understand this rule, do you?"

"Understood, I was negligent." The boss turned his head to signal his wife with his eyes, and then told the waiter in the store, "Why don't you pour tea for Wei Ge and the others?"

"No need." Wei Ge put out the cigarette in the tea just poured by the waiter, "We are easy to talk to, you follow the rules, we will do according to the rules, don't make it difficult for us."

"Yes." What can the boss say?He had no choice but to go and get the money, make an apology, and send the God of Plague away.

As soon as the people left, the boss said to the shocked guests: "I'm sorry today, I scared everyone, and I will give each table a copy of ginger milk."

"No need, they are all neighbors in the neighborhood, so there is no need to spend money."

"Yeah, it's those street fighters... Hey, we all know that it's not easy for you to open the door for business."

The diners comforted the financially damaged boss, but An Yinong finally remembered what the Crocodile Gang was.

"It seems to be the gang that kidnapped the original owner."