"I told you earlier, those bastards are afraid of us policemen!" Seeing that the collection was going smoothly, the big-headed article that had been dormant before became more aggressive again, and blew water on Du Yongxiao on Quezi Street on Nathan Road: "What did you see just now? No, those bastards talk about one officer and one SIR, for fear that we would take out our guns and shoot them."
"Yes, you are sharp." Du Yongxiao took out his Marlboro, flicked his middle finger, popped out a cigarette and handed it to Datouwen.
"It's a bit embarrassing to smoke your cigarettes all the time." Datou Wen said, taking the cigarette and biting it on his mouth. Du Yongxiao helped him light it, "You're treating me to dinner, that's right."
"Now, speaking of eating, I'm hungry, why don't we have a bowl of chop suey noodles?" Datou Wen pointed to the noodle stall next to him with his cigarette in his hand.
Du Yongxiao looked at the time. It started at one o'clock in the afternoon and it was almost five o'clock now. The last restaurant happened to be here on Nathan Road. It was not too late to go and wait for a bowl of noodles.
"Okay, as you said, Brother Wen, it's easier to work when you have a full stomach!" Du Yongxiao walked towards the noodle stall with Datou Wen.
Quezai Street is very lively at five o'clock. Both sides of the street have been occupied by various food stalls and stalls, and the stall owners are shouting loudly to attract customers.
Those office workers who need to work overtime in companies and factories will come out during this period and find some food stalls to eat, such as fried fish balls with soy sauce, spicy sausages, dry-fried beef river, offal noodles, wonton noodles, and Beef noodles, etc. are the favorites of these working people.
It usually only costs 50 to 60 cents to fill your stomach. For those with a good appetite, you can spend 12 cents to get a cup of Laobaigan, or Acanthopanax skin, fish balls, and fat intestines for a delicious meal.
Du Yongxiao likes this down-to-earth smell of fireworks. Not far away, there are stalls selling Dali Pills, fortune tellers for people, small vendors selling smuggled electrical appliances, and those in front of the stalls with white towels around their necks, working hard to stir-fry beef. The master made Du Yongxiao feel like he was living in a real world, with flesh and blood, suffering and tears.
Datouwen found a seat and sat down. He turned around and shouted at the noodle stall master: "Two portions of offal noodles, mine with eggs! Ah Xiao, what about you?"
Datouwen turned around and asked Du Yongxiao.
Du Yongxiao glanced around, and everyone was surprised. There were very few people in suits like him who came here to eat noodles.
"Anything is fine." Du Yongxiao is not particular about what he eats for the time being, as long as he can stomach it.
Datouwen turned around and yelled at the master: "Just like my brother, he also adds eggs!"
The noodle stall master used a spatula to scoop out the steaming thick noodles, quickly flipped them into two big bowls, and then scooped a spoonful of sesame into the bowl - the sesame contained beef brisket, pig skin, pig blood, etc. When served, add two curry fish eggs and a few green vegetables.
"Boss, add more skins in threes and twos and fives," Du Yongxiao said.
Datouwen shook his head, "Yes, why didn't I think of it? Drink to be brave! Boss, add a little more, half a catty!"
Soon, the skin of Wujia was served.
This time, Du Yongxiao had already handed over the money without waiting for the boss to show off his power and say, "Thank you!"
Datou Wen rolled his eyes: "Sometimes I really wonder if you are a young man - you have money but nothing to spend it on? It's just a bowl of noodles!"
"To us it's a bowl of noodles, but to him it's a way to make a living." Du Yongxiao poured a glass of wine and handed it over.
"I can't tell you anything! Oh, this wine is so bitter!"
Acanthopanax bark is the most common medicinal wine among the people. It is generally made from white wine or sorghum wine and soaked with Chinese herbal medicines such as acanthopanax bark, ginseng, and cinnamon. It has the functions of promoting qi and blood circulation, expelling wind and dampness, relaxing muscles and activating collaterals. The taste is bitter and alcoholic.
Du Yongxiao took a sip. It was really bitter, but what he liked most was the smell of the wine. It was so alcoholic that one sip made people feel like they were full of alcohol.
This is great!
Du Yongxiao wanted this effect.
What Tutou Wen wants is to drink to strengthen his courage, but what Du Yongxiao wants is to drink to make him crazy.
After drinking about two and a half plus skin, Du Yongxiao felt his appetite, so he picked up the noodle bowl and drank the soup and juice in one gulp.
The noodle stall owner rarely had any leisure time. He leaned on the car and wiped the greasy neck with a towel, with a cigarette butt in his mouth. He was very satisfied with Du Yongxiao's behavior.
When he saw Du Yongxiao dressed up nicely before, he thought he was some kind of young master, and when he saw Du Yongxiao drinking wine instead of eating noodles, he thought he looked down on his craftsmanship. At this moment, he was happy to see Du Yongxiao eating up all the noodles in one go.
In order to finish the rest of the wine, Datouwen ordered another stir-fried pig's blood with leeks and five-spice peanuts.
Du Yongxiao was attracted by the conversation between two diners not far away.
"It's so cruel. I saw with my own eyes that the Golden Hook Casino beheaded an old man with a thousand hands!"
"Yes, the Golden Hook Casino is backed by a group of righteous people, so powerful!"
Du Yongxiao "thumped" when he heard this, and his heart became excited.
"Not to mention those who pay thousands, even those who collect regulatory fees, I heard that they were also disabled!"
"Too fierce!"
"Yeah, so cruel!"
When Du Yongxiao heard this, he already knew that Golden Hook Casino should not be messed with, but this casino happened to be the last place they wanted to close.
what to do?
Du Yongxiao picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The bitter five-flower bark peel almost made him choke.
"Cough cough cough!" Du Yongxiao coughed a few times, stood up and said to Da Tou Wen: "I'm going to the bathroom."
Datouwen was drinking vigorously. He picked up a piece of pig blood with his chopsticks and threw it into his mouth: "Hurry up!"
Du Yongxiao nodded and walked towards the public toilet.
After entering the public toilet, he found a stall and immediately took out the gun hanging from his armpit, squatted down and stuffed the gun into his stocking.
In this era, most socks were very thick, and the tubes were also very long. The socks made of black polyester were very elastic, and the gun was very stable when inserted into the socks.
Du Yongxiao tried to walk a few steps, but felt that it was not working. He bent down and took off a leather shoelace, and used it to tie his socks and gun together. Then he took out the other shoelace, burned it with a match, divided it into two pieces, and tied it on the shoe.
After finishing everything, Du Yongxiao took a deep breath and tried walking in the cubicle. After feeling safe, he walked out of the bathroom.
Knowing that there might be a fierce battle next, Du Yongxiao thought for a while, then went to the public phone booth, took out three coins, put them in with a "bang", and made three calls, one to the West Kowloon Patrol Department, and the other to the West Kowloon Patrol Department. West Kowloon Fire Department, the last one called the Ming Pao reporter.
Back at the noodle stall, Da Tou Wen was almost done eating.
Du Yongxiao greeted: "Let's go, Brother Wen!"
Datouwen shook his head and stood up, holding the money bag in his arms, "This wine is so sharp that I didn't even finish it!"
Du Yongxiao smiled, holding a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, but did not light it. He walked forward, picked up the remaining five-flower peel, poured it into his palm, and rubbed it on his face and neck.
"What are you doing?" Datou Wen was stunned.
Du Yongxiao didn't answer, turned around and left.
When Datou Wen thought about it, he also followed Du Yongxiao's example and put some five-flower peel on his face and neck. He thought to himself: "Is this some kind of ritual? Buddha bless you!"
