When it was almost dawn, Wang Jianjun could finally see the shadow of the city.
Wang Jianjun wiped the sweat from his forehead and poured himself a bottle of water.
I'm finally here.
Along the way, Wang Jianjun asked people and found out that he had arrived in Tsim Sha Tsui.
The passers-by were not surprised that Wang Jianjun came from the inland.
In the 1950s, many people from the mainland came to Hong Kong to seek development.
The largest number of people come from Guangdong Province.
Wang Jianjun looked at the surrounding urban buildings that were completely different from those in Hong Kong and couldn't help but sigh that Hong Kong is indeed developed now.
I have the impression that the city where he lived when he was a child was similar to this.
It’s just that the regional characteristics of Hong Kong are more obvious.
Wang Jianjun’s first impression of this place was that it was crowded.
It is a tiny place of more than 1,000 square kilometers, but has a population of more than 3 million.
And people are still pouring into the city.
In later generations, the number exceeded 7 million.
In his previous life, Wang Jianjun had seen the living conditions in Hong Kong on the Internet.
That house is simply a coffin house.
It's even more exaggerated than what we do in our daily lives.
Wang Jianjun strolled around the street casually and finally found a seat to sit down at a street stall called Chenji Beef Offal.
"Boss, give me a bowl of beef offal."
"Okay, wait a moment."
The beef offal stall was doing very good business, with many customers sitting around eating and chatting.
Wang Jianjun sat at the stall and listened to the people around him speaking a mixture of Cantonese and English, which made him, a person from the inland, very uncomfortable.
After a while, a bowl of beef offal was served.
Beef offal is one of the special street snacks in Hong Kong.
Although the bowl of beef offal tasted delicious, Wang Jianjun could clearly smell some fishy odor.
"Boss, you didn't wash the beef offal cleanly, did you?"
"How is that possible? I washed it specially before cooking it."
"Once? Can this beef offal be cleaned after just one wash?"
"Handsome boy, you must be from the inland. The beef offal here is much better if we wash it once. Some shops don't even wash it before putting it in the pot to cook."
The boss smiled nonchalantly and explained casually while cutting beef offal.
The guest beside him also laughed:
"Yeah, you people in the inland don't know how expensive our water is. This Chenji beef offal is really good."
Wang Jianjun then remembered that Hong Kong was very short of water in the 1950s.
It was not until the 1960s that the water supply project in Guangdong Province was launched to ensure water supply for the people of Hong Kong.
Thinking of this, Wang Jianjun couldn't help but glance at the inexhaustible source of water in the space.
His space has a special feature: the water and soil energy inside are inexhaustible.
It seems to be parasitic on the universe of this world to replenish elements.
He originally wanted to earn start-up capital by robbing other gangs.
Now it seems that there are still many options to choose from.
So many people in Hong Kong need to eat and drink water.
I can make a lot of money by selling water, grain and meat.
The more Wang Jianjun thought about it, the more he felt that this was feasible.
Of course, he was not going to let go of the money from the gang.
Anyway, I'm here.
Just as Wang Jianjun was about to try the beef offal, several discordant voices came from behind.
"Boss, business is good! So many people are eating your beef offal?"
This sound is very uncomfortable to listen to.
Wang Jianjun felt that he had lost all mood to eat.
Looking back, I saw several men in black coats surrounding the beef offal stall owner with sticks in their hands.
The owner of the beef offal stall is a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.
The originally kind face could only smile and talk to these people.
"Would you like to have some beef offal? I'll treat you today."
"Okay, since you said so, then give each of us a bowl. By the way, it's time to pay this month's salary."
When the stall owner heard about paying, his face turned unhappy.
He smiled awkwardly and tried to explain:
"Brother Shan Ji, it's not that I don't want to pay. It's just that the people from 17K and Xin Anyi asked me for money a few days ago. I don't have any money left."
Unexpectedly, the one called Shan Ji turned hostile and slapped the table and cursed:
"What! You want to use 17K and Xin Anyi to pressure me? I'm with Lian Sheng. I don't care what deal you have with them. Anyway, I didn't see the money today, so you can't open Chen Ji anymore."
The stall owner immediately became timid when he heard this, and begged for mercy in a crying voice:
"Brother Shan Ji, don't be angry, don't be angry. I will make up the money to you tomorrow."
"Okay, since you're treating us to beef offal, I'll give you one day. I'll come over at this time tomorrow. If you don't see the money by then, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Sure, sure. Brother Shan Ji, please find a seat first. The beef offal will be ready soon."
Wang Jianjun couldn't help but shake his head and sigh when he saw this scene.
He did not choose to meddle in other people's affairs.
Even if you help the stall owner get a pheasant today, another Chen Haonan will come to collect the money tomorrow.
Although Hong Kong is prosperous in this era, a lot of darkness has grown in invisible places.
In this day and age, men either have to take the police exam or join a gang.
If neither of them accepts the payment, then you can only go to the factory to have the screws screwed in.
The police and gang thugs do the same thing these days.
One is white and the other is black, but when you cut them open, they are both black inside.
The guests around were also eating their own food with their heads down. Who dared to interfere in such matters?
Even if we call the police, maybe the police are actually friends with these gangsters.
Wang Jianjun picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat, but the next second the pheasant came up to him and said casually:
"Get out of the way, you bastard. I want to sit at this table."
Well, I can’t even enjoy a meal of beef offal.
It turned out that the decision to rob the thieves at the beginning was the right one.
Wang Jianjun picked up the beef offal and went to the side of the road and ate it while standing there.
The beef offal tasted good. Although it had a fishy smell, the spices covered most of it and the rest was acceptable.
"Boss, the beef offal tastes good. How much is it?"
"One dollar and fifty cents. Thank you for your review."
Wang Jianjun took out a thick stack of banknotes, counted out one dollar and fifty cents, handed it over and asked:
"I want to ask you how to get to Yuanhua Road. It's my first time here and I'm not familiar with the place. I spent quite a while looking for it."
The stall owner pointed the way to Wang Jianjun and whispered a reminder:
“Go!”
Wang Jianjun smiled, took out another 9 yuan and put it into his money box, and whispered:
"Those people paid you for the offal."
After Wang Jianjun finished speaking, he walked towards an alley.
He had just walked forward for a while when the six thugs behind him stood up and followed him stealthily.
The stall owner was a little anxious and wanted to remind him.
But when I thought of my wife and children at home, I hesitated.
In the end, I could only sigh and hope that Wang Jianjun would be safe.
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