This left Ye Cheng embarrassed and speechless. "Brother, is it really that serious?"
Xiao Hu, standing to the side, gloated, "Brother Cheng, you said my mom cried, but your brother cried too."
Ye Cheng gave him a sharp tap on the head, then picked up a piece of duck and gave it to him, saying, "You can have yours."
"Acheng, don't hit Xiaohu. I was just excited and lost control." Ye Guowei happily wiped his eyes and dried his tears.
"Brother, you're so excited just from taking you out for a meal. What will you do if I take you to drive a sports car and live in a big villa next time?" Ye Cheng joked.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Sports cars and villas are things we can't afford. You should just be honest and save up money to get married. That's better than anything else," Ye Guowei said with affection.
Sigh, well, my older brother's brain is definitely from the same era as my father's.
"Alright, hurry up and eat. Fatty's braised duck is pretty good."
Southerners mostly love to eat duck. They find a pond or river, drive the ducks in, and don't even need to feed them.
Moreover, duck meat is firm and tastes better than chicken.
In Donghai City, people usually eat braised duck. The duck is chopped into pieces and braised with ginger, which makes it especially fragrant.
The chef here at Fatty's place is quite skilled; he makes excellent pork kidneys and pork intestines, both of which are men's favorites. It's quite pleasant to have a few pieces while drinking.
Especially pork intestines, which are Ye Cheng's favorite. He loves to eat them whether they are stir-fried or braised.
With three people and four dishes, drinking alone wouldn't be enough, but it would be enough to fill two bowls of rice.
Ye Guowei ate to his heart's content, saying, "Eating out is still the best."
Ye Cheng smiled and said, "That's right, otherwise how would that fat guy survive?"
"Alright, I have to go back to work. You and Xiaohu should go back to the village early and stop wandering around outside."
After seeing Ye Guowei off, Ye Cheng originally planned to buy some things and then go home, but Xiao Hu stopped him, pointing to a dark little door on the side of the street.
"Bro, shall we go play some video games?"
Computer games were already popular in 2002, especially Counter-Strike, which was incredibly popular and the undisputed king of internet cafes.
But back then, internet cafes were just starting to open up, and an hour cost 2 or even 3 yuan, which was a huge expense.
The arcade that Xiaohu mentioned was much cheaper, with two coins for one yuan, and you could play for a long time if you played well.
However, since internet cafes came out, arcades have declined, and there are far fewer people there.
Ye Cheng hadn't played for many years, but Xiao Hu's words made him itchy to play again. The feeling of having the joystick in his left hand and the buttons in his right, and the memory of being scolded by the shopkeeper while eating steamed buns in Romance of the Three Kingdoms—it was such a distant memory.
"Alright, let's go, have a few rounds." Ye Cheng rubbed his hands together and led the way inside.
The familiar electronic voices, Ao Yougen and Adu Gen, made Ye Cheng feel his bloodline awakening.
"Brother, they say that mahjong machine is really fun and you can even make money. Should we play it?" Xiao Hu pointed eagerly to the few machines in the corner.
"Make money my ass!" Ye Cheng flicked his forehead. "Let me tell you, you are absolutely not allowed to play this. Playing games is fine, but you must never touch this."
This machine is different from ordinary game machines. It can only be played by one person, and no coins are needed. The owner adds points to the machine.
And the scariest and most attractive thing is that you can get a cash refund after you finish playing this game.
When it first came out, this novel machine with a gambling element quickly became popular in the arcades. Countless teenagers rushed in with money, wanting to prove themselves and make money.
They always thought that losing money was due to their lack of skill, but as a reborn person, Ye Chengtai understood that this thing was all about probability.
It's not that we didn't make money, it's just that we made too little.
And as long as you keep playing, it's basically impossible to win.
If you encounter a ruthless boss, your win rate is less than 50%, and it's easy to get addicted.
Xiao Hu scratched his head with a wronged expression, "If you don't want to play, then don't play. Why do you keep hitting my head?"
"Let's play Samurai Shodown, have a match," Ye Cheng suggested.
"Great, my Haohmaru has never lost," Xiaohu said proudly.
Fighting games have always been a mainstay in arcades. From Street Fighter in the early days to Samurai Shodown and The King of Fighters now, countless teenagers practiced in the air just to unleash a powerful move. There was no other way; real combat was too expensive.
"Okay, I'll choose Tachibana Ukyo."
"Tch, bro, you're playing Tachibana Ukyo? You're not even good at it." Xiao Hu scoffed and chose Haohmaru with long hair.
At the very beginning, Ye Cheng performed a jumping slash, followed by a quick draw sword technique that knocked Xiao Hu unconscious.
Before Xiao Hu could react, Ye Cheng stepped forward, peeled an apple, and with a series of moves, knocked him out.
"Damn, bro, you're like a completely different person. You used to be such a noob!" Xiao Hu shouted indignantly. He hadn't had a chance to react at all with those rapid-fire attacks.
Ye Cheng smiled without saying a word. That was the original owner of the body. Back then, his brother's Tachibana Ukyo was a true trump card.
At the start of the second round, Xiao Hu immediately unleashed a tornado followed by a heavy sword strike, attempting a powerful attack. However, Ye Cheng anticipated his move, delivering a ground slash followed by a quick draw, knocking Xiao Hu to the ground once again.
Seeing his character dim down, Xiao Hu angrily put in another coin, this time switching to Jubei, as he liked this kind of fierce character.
Half an hour later, Xiao Hu went berserk, "No, bro, are you on drugs? You're so aggressive, I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore."
"Hahaha, let me tell you, it's basically impossible for you to surpass me in this lifetime."
"Tch, you're in good form today. Let's compete again next time."
"I'll always lose to you, don't worry. Let's go, come with me to buy some things to take back."
Ye Cheng took Xiao Hu to the store and bought a quilt, sheets, and pillow, as well as a bunch of toiletries.
"Brother, why are you buying these? Don't you already have some?"
"It's too dirty, I need to change it."
In his previous life, Ye Cheng wasn't a diligent child; he would hoard dirty socks for several days before washing them. But this original owner of the body was just too dirty.
Damn, there are still drool stains on the blanket. I can't stand sleeping like this again tonight.
The towels, too, were all greasy.
Xiao Hu also bought some daily necessities and then rode his bike back to the village.
When they got home, Ye Cheng first took Xiao Hu back to his room. He then said, "Take a shower and change your clothes later, then come over and help me clean up."
"Huh? Cleaning? Bro, please spare me, I hate doing this the most." Xiao Hu looked miserable.
Young people these days are like that—casual, things are scattered everywhere, and hygiene is just so-so.
But Ye Cheng couldn't stand it; as someone who had been reborn, he simply couldn't bear to watch.
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