Feng Yifeng is very depressed and aggrieved now. It’s not that he has any objections to Zhong Chuhong, who accompanied him to the Academy Awards today, or that something unexpected happened, but that Feng Yifeng is wearing a formal dress, driving a sports car, and actually sitting on the street
The "ghost stalls" (unlicensed street vendors) eat bowls of fin fins, skewered fish eggs and beef offal under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes that contain curiosity, weirdness, surprise, and vulgarity.
Feng Yifeng thought that Zhong Chuhong would take him somewhere to have a meal, so he followed Hong Gu's directions and came to Wong Nai Chung Road. Since this place is close to Happy Valley, every night on horse racing days, in the evening, after the hawker management team gets off work, various
All kinds of vendors will gather here. Clearance goods, counterfeit goods, cheap clothes and household necessities will all appear here. Of course, Hong Kong's most unique food is indispensable, such as Hong Kong's favorite fish eggs and beef offal.
, Chezi noodles, egg waffles, rice dumplings, pig's feet and ginger, Tingzi porridge, etc.
It's not that no one is here to take care of it, it's just that they can't. These "ghost stalls" are like guerrillas. Every time the hawker management team makes a surprise inspection and cleanup, they will be notified by the observatory (lookout) on the streets and all the hawkers will
They dispersed in a hurry, and the only ones caught were a few old people who couldn't run fast or those who were late-minded. This does not mean that this is a no-care zone. Because it is close to Happy Valley and the wealthy residential area, it is the focus of the Hong Kong police.
location. However, the police are much more humane than the hawker management team. As long as the hawkers are not too outrageous, they will usually only persuade them to leave and will not kill them all.
Feng Yifeng thought that Zhong Chuhong led him to Happy Valley, and there would be some unique restaurants. But who would have thought that as soon as the car drove to Wong Nai Chung Road, Hong Gu shouted to stop, and then, regardless of her manners, she lifted up her skirt and
After getting out of the car, under Feng Yifeng's astonished eyes, as well as the suspicious eyes of pedestrians and vendors on the roadside, Zhong Chuhong came to a wooden cart that was steaming and fragrant, and said loudly: "I want two bowls of Wan Zai Chi.
Add more pepper.”
The originally noisy road suddenly became quiet. Those who were walking by, standing or sitting, stopped what they were doing. Those who grew up could swallow duck eggs, looked excited, and looked pretty.
The gorgeous Zhong Chuhong stared at Wan Ziqi on the wooden cart with greedy eyes. But Zhong Chuhong didn't realize it at all. She turned around and shouted to Feng Yifeng who was still sitting in the cart: "Do you want some pepper?"
Anyone who sees two young men and women wearing formal clothes and driving a sports car, who look like they are neither rich nor wealthy, suddenly appear in front of a street vendor stall, and actually want to eat what these common people eat, which is not popular.
Food, how can you not make people around you suspicious?
Feng Yifeng reluctantly stepped out of the car and accepted the scrutiny and questioning eyes of those on the street. No matter how he looked at them, they seemed to be asking: "Master, did you and your girlfriend go to the wrong place? There is no steak or red wine here."
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Coming to Zhong Chuhong, she pulled Zhong Chuhong, who was watching the stall owner handling a bowl of chicken wings, and pointed to the surrounding stalls with an embarrassed look, and asked: "You didn't say you would take me to eat good food, you just came here
Here, shall we eat these?”
Zhong Chuhong didn't think there was anything wrong. She took the bowl handed over by the stall owner, Qiongbi went up to it and sucked hard, and said matter-of-factly: "Yes! It's right here. If you don't know, I used to live nearby when I was studying.
On the Yundi Road, every evening, many vendors come here to set up stalls. I often save my pocket money and secretly go downstairs to have snacks or a meal. My favorite food in the past
The only ones that sell are bowls of fins and fish eggs, but there are a lot fewer of these stalls now. Take a look, there are a lot less mushrooms and chicken inside, but fortunately the taste remains the same, it is still so delicious," Zhong Chuhong pointed out.
He picked up the ingredients in the bowl and said loudly: "Boss, aren't you! Do you think I'm easy to bully? Why are there so few mushrooms and chicken in my bowl? You don't want to lie to me, do you?"
The vendor selling bowls of wings is a middle-aged man in his forties. He has long been fascinated by Zhong Chuhong in front of him. Hearing her charming and sweet words, the boss scooped up a lot of shredded chicken and mushrooms from the soup pot.
Added it to Zhong Chuhong's bowl, and said lustfully: "Beauty, are these enough? If not, add more, I'll treat you."
"Hee hee! That's enough, thank you boss!" Zhong Chuhong was satisfied now and ate the bowl of chicken wings with more ingredients than soup.
Feng Yifeng also took the bowl handed over by the boss, but he did not receive the same treatment as Zhong Chuhong. There were a few shredded mushrooms floating in the bowl, and the rest were all vermicelli. No matter how he looked, he did not see any shredded chicken in it.
While eating, Zhong Chuhong did not forget to greet Feng Yifeng, and sat down in front of a square table set up by the roadside. This kind of square table was only half a meter high. Zhong Chuhong rolled up her skirt, not caring that she was having a good time, and sat there without any manners.
He started eating somewhere. He even shouted to a beef offal stall and a fish and egg stall not far away: "Bring me a bowl of beef offal and a few skewers of fish eggs, both spicy."
Feng Yifeng took the bowl of bowl of chicken wings and didn't know what to do. For the first time, he felt a little hesitant and helpless. It's not that Feng Yifeng is rich and has a high status, so he looks down on others. He just feels that he is superior and that he has to do it himself.
Eating here is a shameless thing. He also likes to eat these street snacks, and he and Weng Meiling often squat on the street to eat happily.
The reason why I feel helpless and aggrieved is actually because of the eyes of passers-by around me. A dazzling red Lamborghini sports car, a black handmade suit, a Patek Philippe watch, and genuine leather shoes that can be seen by others, but people are...
Holding a stained soup bowl, squatting on the street where sewage flows, he looked like a gangster tycoon. Feng Yifeng couldn't stand the looks of those people, and couldn't bear to become a person on the street.
The goal.
Zhong Chuhong didn't have this kind of psychological burden. She was so carefree, and she couldn't tell how delicious the food was. She picked up the beef offal that had just been delivered, and a bunch of steaming fish eggs, and ate them deliciously with the bright red chili sauce.
"Why don't you eat it? Doesn't it taste bad?" Feng Yifeng looked at the bowl of Wan Zai Wings in Feng Yifeng's hand and asked, "The Wan Zai Wings here are the best and most authentic I have ever eaten in Kowloon, Hong Kong."
.And the braised beef offal here is very delicious, and the fish eggs are also the most refreshing and chewy. If you don’t know, the taste of the boat porridge, car noodles and egg waffles here, I guarantee you will not be able to eat it anywhere else.
Arrived. But it’s still early, they usually open later.”
Feng Yifeng smiled bitterly, reluctantly picked up the spoon and took a bite. Well, let alone, as Zhong Chuhong said, it tastes delicious. The vermicelli is chewy and chewy, absorbing the aroma of mushrooms and chicken, and is smooth but not greasy. Paired with
Add some pepper to whet your appetite. "Yeah! It tastes pretty good."
Seeing Feng Yifeng finally take a bite, Zhong Chuhong smiled even sweeter. Her charming look made the surrounding stall owners and diners fix their eyes on her. She forgot to eat the food and ignored the stall. "Boss,
Give each of us a bowl of dace soup with lettuce and more fish sticks, and don’t cut corners, or I won’t pay you!”
"No problem, it doesn't matter if I treat you to a meal!" This boss is rarely generous. When facing a beauty like Zhong Chuhong, let alone adding more ingredients, what's the problem with giving her a few bowls?
With Zhong Chuhong here, the business of the stalls here is much better than usual. Even those who have just finished their meal are excited when they see Zhong Chuhong, a beautiful lady, wearing a beautiful and charming skirt and a charming face.
They would find a place to sit nearby and order some food, but these people's eyes were always on Zhong Chuhong, and the food in their hands or on the table did not move. This may be because the beauty is delicious, or the wine is not intoxicating and everyone gets drunk.
Fortunately, these diners or onlookers are more disciplined. Although their eyes are full of lust and there is almost saliva at the corners of their mouths, they want to swallow Zhong Chuhong in one bite. However, they can only watch from a distance and dare not
Being too close may be due to Feng Yifeng sitting next to Zhong Chuhong. At first glance, Feng Yifeng is the kind of young master. Even a valuable red sports car can be intimidating. No one wants to, because of a moment of lust,
Offend people who shouldn't be offended.
Zhong Chuhong didn't mind this kind of gaze. Ever since she ran for Miss Hong Kong, this kind of gaze has been with her. She was used to it and didn't think it was a big deal. She casually destroyed a bowl of chicken wings and a bowl of lettuce.
Dace fish soup, three skewers of fish eggs, and half a bowl of beef offal made my stomach swell all of a sudden.
"So full!" Zhong Chuhong took out a tissue from her bag with satisfaction and wiped the corners of Yan Hong's mouth. Her action made the surrounding diners take a deep breath. It was really too tempting.
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"Why do you eat so little?" Only then did Zhong Chuhong notice that Feng Yifeng, in addition to just tasting a few bites of each, still had more than half of the bowl of chicken wings and lettuce and dace meat soup, and even more fish eggs and beef offal.
Didn't move.
After looking at the looks of passers-by and Feng Yifeng's clothes, Zhong Chuhong suddenly realized: "Are you not used to squatting at small stalls on the street to eat? Do you think it's embarrassing and disrespectful to do so?"
Without waiting for Feng Yifeng to answer, Zhong Chuhong asked and answered: "Actually, it's not surprising. You are a rich man. You eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, drink world-famous wines, and taste delicacies from all over the world. This kind of street food is not popular.
Snacks, how could they get into your eyes? It's all my fault. I forgot your status as a rich man. I shouldn't have brought you to a place like this in the first place. You became a monkey in the zoo and was watched by so many people. You were completely humiliated.
I have offended your face, do you need me to apologize to you?"
The contempt in Zhong Chuhong's words was so strong that Feng Yifeng frowned and couldn't help but change his mind: Did he offend her in some way, or why would he speak like this? But he said something wrong or did something wrong to offend her, it seems.
We haven’t even exchanged a few words since we met!
With this kind of doubt, Feng Yifeng said casually: "Miss Zhong, I don't know what I have done to offend you. If it is true, I apologize to you here. But..." His face became straight and he said:
"But Miss Zhong is making trouble unreasonably. Please give me an explanation."
"Explanation? Hahaha! I just told a few truths, and you need an explanation. You really deserve to be the youngest rich man in Hong Kong!" Zhong Chuhong laughed loudly, but Feng Yifeng could still hear it in the laughter.
Humiliated and unwilling. Zhong Chuhong mocked: "What about me? I am treated like a commodity by you, and who can give me an explanation? If you let me be your female companion, I should be willing to be by your side.
, am I completely obedient to you? Who do you think I am? Even the humblest person on the first floor has the right to choose whether to accept guests or not. Am I not as good as any other woman?"
"Alas!" Feng Yifeng sighed secretly. He finally understood why Zhong Chuhong was like this. She brought him here specifically to embarrass herself. But can you blame yourself for this? Everything was caused by this bastard Wang Jing.
Yes, he can only be regarded as a victim. But now in Zhong Chuhong's eyes, Feng Yifeng is the kind of arrogant and extravagant person, and Zhong Chuhong needs to be able to believe him if he wants to explain.
"I'm sorry! I didn't know that asking you as a female companion would arouse your resentment." Feng Yifeng is a dead cat. Now Zhong Chuhong will not believe anything he says, and explanations will be in vain. He said frankly: "
Whether you believe it or not, I didn't mean to find you. If you don't want to, I can send another car to take you to the venue now, and I guarantee that it won't delay your entry time. As for Miss Fang, I will follow up