I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood

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

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

    "Which is delicious?"

     "It's all delicious, but I heard that the master who made roast goose passed away, and now his son takes over. I don't know if it's still so delicious."

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

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

    "The barbecued pork rice, Ah Wei already knows that it is delicious. But I don't know if the roast goose is still so delicious. If we go to eat roast goose now, will we be nervous? and looking forward?

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

    This logic is really strange, but it doesn't say anything wrong.

    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 resident above, and below is a paved tenement building, and most of the people who come to eat here are nearby residents.

    There are many professional women in Hong Kong City, and many families are dual-employee mode. If no one cooks, they will pack meals in such food shops.

    The entire roast goose shop is no more than fifty square meters, excluding the kitchen inside. The 50 square meters were filled with stools and tables, so it was impossible to sit down, and there were 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's craftsmanship is not bad.

    "Hello, three? Want something to eat?" A young woman in a cyan coat came over and asked them with a smile what they would like to eat. Her local dialect was stumbling. Must be a newcomer.

    Yes, this is the place with the most people in Xingang. You can hear four or five different dialects on one street.

    "Three roast goose rice, and three roast duck legs." Zhang Wei, who treated the guests, took two banknotes, and his arrogance was no less than the hero in the movie just took two silver ingots.

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

      leg."

     "Okay, table number 9, three roast goose rice, three roast duck legs." The person behind the counter bowed his head and wrote the order.

    "Does the roadside restaurant also tip?" As soon as the waiter left, An Yinong asked.

    "Of course, they don't have much wages, and they all rely on tips. If you tip too little in the hospital, the nurses won't even look at you. And those big restaurants, tipping If you give less, secretly spit into your dish." Zhang Wei said as a matter of course.

    Zhao Gang also added: "When I go to the toilet in the hotel, I also tip the aunt who sweeps the toilet."

    "How much do you generally tip?" An Yinong, who does not understand the tipping system, asked for advice humbly.

    "One-tenth of your order, but some places ask for a little more, like those big restaurants and hospitals, if you ask the nurse to pour some water, you have to pay two yuan. Eh, haven't you tipped before?" They wondered.

    "I used to rarely come out alone."

    "Understood," Zhang Wei nodded, "Young master."

    An Yinong smiled and looked to other places. To the left of Luoji Roast Goose was Fengji Toast. Toast is toast, that shop should be doing simple western sandwiches or something.

    To the right of the roast goose shop is Zhang Ji Sauce Shop. Some housewives came in with baskets and left with sauce bottles.

    Others include watch repair shops, shoe shops, shampoo shops... The fumes of the world seem to be concentrated in this small corner.

    "Meow." A soft object suddenly touched An Yinong's calf, he was startled, and when he looked closely, it was a cat, a fat orange.

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

    Zhang Wei watched this usually very 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 likable?" An Yinong himself laughed.

    "Hello narcissistic."

    "What is narcissism? I call it 'self-knowledge'." An Yinong misused the idiom there.

      But we always thought you were the kind of young master who was difficult to approach."

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

    "I later found out that I was a scumbag and secretly threw me with a small note?" An Yinong held his face, and when his eyes laughed, it was obvious that the silkworm was lying on the ground, and his eyes became bigger , shimmering.

    Zhang Wei's face suddenly turned red: "You are smiling at the girl, don't face me."

    Zhao Gang laughed and Zhang Wei pressed his head: "You are still laughing!"

    "Tiantong, how does it feel to be a rich young master? There must be no worries." Zhang Wei said with some envy, money can solve ninety-nine kinds of worries, and the rest can't be solved by money, It can't be solved without money.

    But An Yinong thought of the original owner's parents who were going to divorce, and the 'stupid' shackles on the original owner, he smiled slightly: "There may be rich people who have no troubles, but it must not be me."

    "Then what's the matter with you?"

    Even Zhao Gang sees it, the rich people live such a glamorous life, what troubles will there be? Worried about driving the red or blue sports car 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 the words, and I almost faint when I see an article, a lot of I can't even do my job. I'm a scumbag." An Yinong laughed at himself.

    "Also, don't relatives and friends also need to compare each other? How many marks did your son get in the test, what school did your son go to... At this time, I can only be silent It's gold."

    The grades were also mediocre. Zhang Wei and Zhao Gang, who felt that they had no hope of going to university, and had already thought about their future jobs, immediately felt deeply: "It turns out that money can't escape this."

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

    "What?"

    Two heads came together, and An Yinong pushed them away one by one: "I want to draw cartoons."

    "Wow!" All four eyes lit up, "Didn't you say it? You really want to draw cartoons?"

    In fact, the profession of cartoonist is very glamorous, but it will encounter many problems in real work. For example, the income is very unstable, for example, the good and bad grades are a test of people's mentality, and there are many problems such as talent, keen sense of smell and so on.

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

    "Is it a martial arts comic like the one in "Xia Dao"?" Zhang Wei asked, the next second he was pushed away by Zhao Gang.

    "It must be a gang comic like "Blue Dragon Club", haven't you seen the big guy drawn by Tiantong? It's so majestic with a cigar."

    "Anything will do, Tiantong, no matter what comics you draw, I will buy them as soon as possible!" Zhang Wei thought for a while, and emphasized, "Even if you don't buy my goddess poster, To buy your comics."

    An Yinong was about to say something.

    "Three roast goose rice and three roast duck legs at table nine." The handsome boy with a tray came out of it and interrupted their conversation.

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

    In addition to a large plate of roast goose rice and a whole roast duck leg, there is also a bowl of soup per person. Although it is an example soup, the content does not cut corners at all. It is boiled with ribs and kelp, sprinkled with a little shrimp and chopped green onion, and the fragrance is sweet.

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

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

    "It's so fragrant." Zhang Wei took a deep breath, picked up his chopsticks and ate hard, as did Zhao Gang. Their mouths were no longer free to speak, and the sound of their teeth ripping apart 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' sound, the slightly sweet crispy skin broke, biting his teeth, the delicious juice in the meat splashed come out.

    He originally thought that the goose roasted like this would have all the essence on the crispy skin, and the meat would be a bit inferior. But this piece of roast goose overturned his stereotype. The skin and meat are so perfect. A whole piece of roast goose has both crispy and tender taste. It is neither old nor woody, salty and sweet.

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

    "Is it delicious?" Zhang Wei ate it without raising his head, "I have eaten roast goose in the streets and alleys here, and this one is the best. I was worried about getting old. The master left and no one picked up the stall, but fortunately, the little master has also trained. I will often come to take care of his business in the future."

    An Yinong also remembered the address of this shop, and packed a copy to take home in the evening for Granny Lian to taste.

    At this time, the sound of ping ping pong pong came from behind them. An Yinong looked back and saw five or six young people wearing cotton and linen Tang suits with weapons in their hands. Several of them also dyed their hair.

    One of them was holding a baseball bat and was banging on the open-air tables, scaring several guests.

    "Don't look, it's the Crocodile Gang." Zhang Wei quickly pressed An Yinong's head, lowered his voice and said, "Look at them, they will be unhappy."

    Crocodile gang? An Yinong felt that the name sounded a little familiar.

    "You haven't paid the protection fee this month. Bring some brothers to patronize your business." The man who was called Wei Ge had a strange phoenix head, which was hair in the middle row. The left and right sides are empty, and they also look ferocious.

    "Your old bean handed it over a week ago, is it your old bean now to open the store? Now it is you who opened the store." Wei Ge took a breath and exhaled two smoke rings, "The store has changed. Boss, of course you have to pay it again, you don't understand this rule, do you?"

    "Understood, I was negligent." The boss turned around and gestured to his wife with his eyes, and instructed the waiter, "Will you pour tea for Wei Ge and the others?"

    "No need." Wei Ge put out the cigarette in the tea that the waiter had just poured, "We are good at talking, you come by the rules, we will do it according to the rules, don't make it difficult for us."

    "Yes." What can the boss say? He could only go and get the money, apologize in a good voice, and send the God of Plague away.

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

     "No need, they are all neighbors, so you don't need to spend money."

    "Yeah, it's those thugs... Hey, we all know it's not easy for you to open a business."

    Diners comforted the economically damaged boss, and then An Yinong finally remembered what this crocodile gang was.

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