"They have to move. The labor costs in the port city cannot be compared with those in the mainland. How can these manufacturing industries continue to stay in the port city? If they stay, they will go bankrupt due to lack of competitiveness." Fan Qi expressed his understanding.
"That's right. Soon all these manufacturing industries will be moved away. What's next? Which is the fastest growing area in the mainland?"
“Coastal Economic Belt.”
"Lack of ports?" Book. do. Taste. Depend on. think. rabbit. net. carry. for. Wire. superior. read. read.
There are a lot of port stocks and super large-cap stocks such as Ocean Shipping in the A-share market. Fan Qi shook his head: "There is no shortage, so the port advantage of the port city will gradually be lost."
"This place has become a paradise for financial capital, but for the middle and lower classes, it is a home with no way out but unwilling to leave. They can only live in a small space and barely survive under tremendous pressure."
Fan Qi agreed with this statement. In his previous life, Shanghai was considered a high-pressure city, but still not as stressful as people in Hong Kong. Think about Baomei in the company, who can’t even afford a slightly expensive lunch, and her whole family is waiting to live in public housing. And such situations are still common thirty years later.
Chen Zhiqian took her into a street. This street was similar to the one he went to buy fried dough sticks on last time. There were privately built tenement buildings on both sides.
There were many stalls outside. Chen Zhiqian took her to a stall with "Zhang's Noodle Factory" written on it. There were wooden signs hanging below, with egg noodles, shrimp noodles, Shanghai noodles, wonton skins, dumpling skins...
Why are the noodles here so rich?
Chen Zhiqian said to Fan Qi, "We bought noodles here last time. Would you like to buy some more today? For breakfast tomorrow morning? Or we can buy wonton wrappers. The wonton wrappers here are probably the best Shanghai wonton wrappers in Hong Kong."
"I would like to eat wontons, let alone shepherd's purse. Where can I find green onions in this hot weather? How about noodles?" Fan Qi thought about it and decided to buy noodles!
"Just buy a bunch of watercress." Chen Zhiqian asked.
“That’s right!”
Chen Zhiqian bought some wonton wrappers and walked with her to another shop, where Fan Qi saw some pan-fried dumplings and steamed buns.
Fan Qi couldn't move, and Chen Zhiqian saw this and went in to buy a portion of pan-fried buns to take away.
"Steamed buns." Fan Qi refused to leave.
Chen Zhiqian asked her: "When you see pork ribs and rice cakes later, will you want to eat them? Do you still want to eat Minnan cuisine?"
Fan Qi has a hard time making a choice: "Only children make choices, while adults want them all."
"Come and eat again next time." Chen Zhiqian pulled her hand forward.
Sure enough, there was Shuita Cake across the street. Fan Qi wanted to cross the street: "Why are there so many Shanghainese delicacies here?"
She remembered that she had been to this street when she came to Hong Kong in her previous life because there was a Michelin-rated Minnan dim sum shop here. But after eating there, she found that it was just so-so. It’s not as delicious as those dim sum shops in the corners of Quanzhou.
"This place is called Little Shanghai. It's where Shanghainese people who come to Hong Kong gather, so I rented a house here and started a company. However, many people from Fujian have come here in recent years," said Chen Zhiqian.
Even when he was rich in his previous life, he would come here almost every week to eat a bowl of wontons with one or two or four dumplings. He also saw more and more Fujianese people coming to this street, and this place also changed from Little Shanghai to Little Fujian.
Speaking of the Fujianese, Chen Zhiqian had already taken her to a restaurant run by Fujianese. It was not a restaurant, but a food stall-style restaurant. He looked up at the menu on the wall and asked Fan Qi, "What do you want to eat?"
"Soy sauce fish, satay beef, vinegar pork, fried oysters..." Fan Qi looked through the whole thing, "Earthworm jelly?"
"This can't be eaten. It's not a bamboo shoot, it's a bug." Chen Zhiqian said to Fan Qi.
"Young man! Earthworm jelly can reduce internal heat and is very nutritious. It has the effect of nourishing yin and strengthening yang." Grandpa doesn't allow others to say anything bad about earthworms.
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