Starting Hong Kong Variety Show: My senior brother is Lingling Qi

1988, Mong Kok, Hong Kong City.

In the old town market, the stall with the best business in the entire market is a stall with the sign "Rong Kee Butcher Shop".

The stall was bustling with people and bustling with people.

"Pork Prince! Cut me a pound of hind leg meat."

"Hey! Do you know the rules? You didn't see me coming first. Go to the back of the queue obediently and chop two kilograms of meat for me first, Pork Prince!"

"You two, stop arguing, I've been waiting in line for almost half an hour..."

"..."

On the shiny countertop of the meat stall, there was only a solitary piece of pork placed on the cutting board. A red lampshade hung above the countertop, and the light was bright even during the day.

Under the red light is a young man wearing only a white apron on his upper body.

His back was broad and thick, with distinct grooves, and every muscle looked as if it had been carved out. His strong arms and eight-pack abs looming under the apron made the nurses in front of the stall blush.

They saw his big hand raising and lowering the knife, and the piece of meat took off on the chopping board. Everyone saw a flash of cold light, and the piece of meat was already lying on the chopping board.

Zheng Jirong wrapped the sliced ​​meat in newspapers and tied it with a straw rope and handed it to the teacher who was ogling him. He then said apologetically to everyone in front of him: "I'm sorry, everyone, today's inventory is empty." It’s sold out and we’re ready to close the stall. Come back tomorrow.”

Many of the mistresses were reluctant to leave when they heard that the stall was about to be closed down, and even teased him a few words before leaving.

"It's okay, it's okay. I've had enough just looking at meat today."

"Yes, Prince Pork, the pork you sell is so delicious and beautiful. My mouth is watering before I even eat it."

"Pork Prince is so handsome and stylish, wouldn't it be overqualified to be a pork guy here? Have you ever thought about working somewhere else? Several of my sisters are recruiting male publicists. With your conditions, you can earn 18,000 yuan a night. There’s no problem at all.”

"...It's a prize, it's a prize, but I don't have any other skills. I can only kill pigs and chop meat. I don't have much research on seafood such as scallops and abalone. Thank you for your kindness."

"Oh, I'm so bad for you~"

Watching the many young ladies in front of the stall walking away in three steps, Zheng Jirong slowly lit up a cigarette and looked at the system panel in his mind called "Journey to the Heavens".

"Hidden Dragon in the Abyss: Hidden in the city, waiting for the opportunity, ready to go. (Novice mission has been loaded 99.9%)"

It’s been three days, why is it still 99.9%?

Do I need to take the initiative to trigger this last 0.1%?

Zheng Jirong touched his chin, thinking about how to activate this system that only appeared after he traveled to this world.

…

Before time travel, Zheng Jirong was an ordinary company employee. His biggest hobby was watching movies and novels.

One night when he just clicked on a certain video website and searched for the movie he wanted to watch, his computer suddenly crashed with a blue screen. Just as he was about to restart, a white light shot out from the middle of the screen and hit Zheng Jirong's forehead. He felt his eyes go dark. Who knew that just now When you open your eyes, you enter another world.

Before he could think about it carefully, a lot of memories that were not his were suddenly poured into his mind.

It turns out that he in this world is also called Zheng Jirong. On the surface, he is a down-and-out pork guy, but secretly he is a retired agent.

What surprised him even more was that he actually had a senior brother named Linglingqi in the south!

The two have been training together since they were young. Because they have not been reused by the organization for a long time, they are frustrated, one lives in seclusion in the south, and the other retreats to Hong Kong Island.

They all have a promising career as pork guys.

And in the inherited memory, he also found that the original owner still had many familiar names from previous Hong Kong movies in his mind, including but not limited to "Stephen Chow, Judy Tong, God of Gamblers Gao Jin, Hong Xing Dongxing, He Lian Sheng... …”

This made him even more uneasy. As a Hong Kong film lover Zheng Jirong, naturally this meant something.

Just when he was thinking whether he should go to the south first to meet his senior brother Ling Lingqi who was pulling the strings, or whether to go see Zhou Xingxing, the number one killer of the Flying Tigers, Cao Tat-wah, the tiger of the crime team, and Chen Haonan, the leader of the Causeway Bay.

Suddenly there was a "ding-ding-ding" ringing sound in my mind.

There was actually a system called "Journey to the Heavens" in his mind.

…

As the saying goes, armed with sharp weapons, murderous intentions arise.

Zheng Jirong felt that he did not have any murderous intentions, but he still had ambitions.

For me, who is familiar with the plots of many Hong Kong movies, this world is a gold mine waiting to be developed.

But while waiting for the task to be loaded, in order to disguise the identity of the original owner, the pork guy, I repeatedly killed pigs and sold them for meat every day.

It's so pitiful that before time travel, he had never killed a chicken, and his life now was even harder than in his previous life, 996.

That would be fine if it were just that, but even though he didn't catch a martini, his melancholy eyes, sad stubble, and amazing sword skills just like his senior brother attracted him a lot of people every day. The young ladies who serve the dishes are really busy and tired.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but sigh, "Hey, for a man like me, no matter where he is, he is like a firefly in the dark, so bright and outstanding."

After lamenting how difficult his life was, Zheng Jirong secretly decided to get in touch with various plot characters tomorrow. This novice mission had been stuck in the last 0.1% of the level for a few days. It was probably impossible to wait for it to load by itself.

He put out the cigarette butt and didn't think about it anymore. He had already left the stall at dawn. He was so busy that he hadn't even eaten breakfast, let alone lunch. It was better to close the stall quickly and go to Amei's house to have a meal.

Thinking of Amei, Zheng Jirong's originally unhappy mood improved a lot. After this period of hard work, this beautiful female neighbor has been almost conquered. There is no chance that she will have a chance to go directly to home plate tonight.

Speaking of which, as a plot character, why didn’t Amei trigger any tasks for him? Could it be that this task must be triggered by a specific person?

Hiss, Zheng Jirong was a little confused when he thought of this. Other people's systems always gave out various gift pack rewards as soon as they came in. Why did he have so much trouble here?

After clearing the countertop and turning off the fresh food lamps, Zheng Jirong bitterly hummed a tune that was inconsistent with this world while packing the items to be taken back.

"I have carried the duck mulberry uniform and the wide horn on my back to fly with the black and gray ~ the mud is the thunder tree and the riding man is full of tears ~"

After packing up everything in the stall and carrying the pork liver specially reserved for Amei to make soup, Zheng Jirong patted his pants and was about to go home when a voice suddenly came from in front of the stall.

"Strengthening the mountains and overwhelming the world!"

Thank you readers for your support. The north and the south both refer to the mainland.