Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

Chapter 493 0482【Chinatown】

The establishment of Kenyan Chinese Town dates back to the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

At that time, the land of China was troubled by internal and external troubles, and the people were in dire straits. Some Chinese had to leave their homes and travel around the world on ships in order to survive. One of them came to Kenya, Africa.

In the early days, these Chinese helped local residents grow coffee beans in Kenya.

Later, due to the oppression of the British colonialists, these local Africans could not even feed themselves, so how could they accept the participation of these Chinese in labor.

Helpless, these Chinese began to try to start some small businesses.

The shrewd minds and hard-working spirit of the Chinese people have enabled many people to quickly adapt to the colonial environment in Kenya. They have opened restaurants, built gold shops, made clothes, and made ceramics, etc., allowing Chinese towns to slowly stand up in major cities in Kenya. city center area.

As the capital of Kenya, Nairobi's largest Chinese town is located on the east side of the capital, close to Kenya's largest seaport. It is also the best place for ships passing by to rest and reorganize.

The Chinese are good at gourmet food, which is a fatal temptation for many foreign sailors.

If you come to Kenya without visiting China Town and trying the local food, you have never been to Kenya.

In the evening, the lanterns are lit.

As the controller of Chinatown and the president of the "China Club", the largest force in the Chinese gang, Zeng Guoxiong is tasting the best abalone at the famous "China House".

Chef Hong, the top chef of China House, cooks his delicious food.

Master Hong is from Hong Kong and is also a well-known royal chef in Hong Kong.

It was just that he committed a crime in Hong Kong and was wanted by the police, so he took his cooking skills to Kenya, where he was hiding and working.

By chance, he met the president, Zeng Guoxiong, and showed off his superb cooking skills to this food-loving boss. He was immediately hired by Zeng Guoxiong to become the top chef of "China House".

"President Zeng, what do you think of the abalone?" Master Hong, wearing a white chef's uniform with the word "God of Cookery" embroidered on his chest, asked Zeng Guoxiong's opinion with a smile.

Boss Hu, who is in charge of running Zhonghua Building, is also waiting carefully on the side, waiting for Zeng Guoxiong's comments.

Zeng Guoxiong took a bite of abalone with chopsticks, put down his chopsticks, took tea and rinsed his mouth, then picked up the spoon and took another sip of soup, tasted it, frowned and said: "This time the taste is weak. point."

Boss Hu was shocked and looked at Master Hong.

Master Hong was not confused at all, he cupped his hands towards Zeng Guoxiong and said with a smile: "Brother Zeng, you still know the goods! The abalone this time is different from the previous ones. The top-quality abalone in the past was just ordinary goods, no matter how good it was, but this time the abalone is It’s a rare two-headed abalone in the deep sea!”

After a pause, Master Hong continued: "As the saying goes, it's hard to buy two-headed abalone if you have money! Those black Kenyans don't understand this, and they can't eat it, let alone cook it! This kind of top-quality abalone must be stewed slowly to maintain its original flavor. , be sure not to use too many condiments, which will take away the natural aroma and tender taste of abalone..."

"Hahaha!" Zeng Guoxiong took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth and said with a smile: "Master Hong, you are still superb at your craftsmanship! No wonder I feel different when I eat this abalone. It is fresh and tender, and has the smell of the sea."

Master Hong bowed again: "Food needs to meet gourmets before it can be called gourmet. Otherwise, it will only be a waste of natural resources!"

Zeng Guoxiong was praised by Master Hong and suddenly felt that he had not eaten so many good things in vain over the years. He laughed and said: "Okay, you did a good job! You will receive the reward later!"

"Thank you, President Zeng!"

During the conversation, someone hurriedly walked in and said, "No, President, something happened!"

"Uh, what?"

The man whispered a few words to Zeng Guoxiong, and Zeng Guoxiong's expression changed, "We in Chinatown have never had any dealings with those Kenyan police. It can be said that there is no conflict between the well and the river. What is their chief superintendent doing here? He has to name names. Do you know my last name?"

Everyone around was stunned.

Chinatown has always been like a small independent world, a small kingdom.

The Kenyan police are corrupt and incompetent, and have little control over Chinatown. So much so that Chinatown’s rules and regulations, as well as public security, are all formulated and managed by the China Association.

Over the years, everyone has reached a tacit understanding, and those black police officers have never wandered around Chinatown.

As for the black warlords, Zeng Guoxiong paid "protection money" every year and spent money to eliminate disasters, leaving those warlords speechless.

but now--

"Who is that chief superintendent? Which black man?" Zeng Guoxiong lifted his clothes and stood up, "If you want to see me, you must be qualified!"

"No, not black!"

"Uh, what do you mean?"

"He's a Chinese guy!"

"What?" Zeng Guoxiong was stunned.

Others also looked at each other.

"Chinese? Be the chief superintendent here?"

Everyone looked incredulous.

Chinatown has been "closed" for a long time and is not very interested in information from the outside. So much so that Du Yongxiao became the chief superintendent of the Kenya Police Force. Major newspapers publicized it, but it did not reach Chinatown.

"Yes, President! I have inquired, and that person is not only Chinese, but also from Hong Kong!"

"Hongkong?"

The person who reacted the most this time was not Zeng Guoxiong, but the cook, Master Hong.

Zeng Guoxiong glanced at Master Hong and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Master Hong! So what if he is from Hong Kong? Isn't he really here to arrest you? You have been in Kenya for almost ten years. Logically speaking, the case has been gone!"

"Ahem, I hope so!" Master Hong hurriedly clasped his fists and said, knowing that he was overreacting.

However, before Zeng Guoxiong and Master Hong could calm down, the reporter suddenly said: "There are two other things that I think need to be reported to the president -"

"What's going on?" Zeng Guoxiong asked casually.

Although he was a little shocked just now, a mere Chinese chief superintendent could not make him much shocked.

"That -" the reporter hesitated, "This Superintendent Du just raided Yunding International not long ago!"

"Ah, what?" Zeng Guoxiong's eyes widened.

Master Hong looked even more incredulous.

Where is Yunding International?

It’s about the same place as their Chinatown!

There's that devil, General Masen, covering his back!

Such a powerful existence was swept away?

Zeng Guoxiong was shocked and couldn't help but pick up the tea cup and take a sip.

Before he could swallow the tea.

The messenger added: "I haven't finished speaking yet - after he raided Yunding International, he also raided the slave market!"