Violators Club

Chapter 14 The Big Guy With A Street

Chapter 14

In the afternoon in Tsim Sha Tsui, the sun is scorching outside the house, and the old electric fan is flickering.

In a decades-old milk tea shop, under the threatening eyes of the boss, Chen Changqing finally had the nerve to light the red tower in his hand.

Not far away, May is holding a menu in his hand, and at the moment, he is comparing the set menu and today's special offer, which is more cost-effective.

I have to say that women are really amazing creatures. Even though their legs were weak from walking two hours ago, they can vigorously bargain with the boss at this moment, but this is not what Chen Changqing can't understand the most.

"Husband, do you think we should buy pearl milk tea with taro buns, or special milk tea with Portuguese egg tarts?"

Chen Changqing scratched his head, with helplessness in his eyes:

"You like to eat that?"

"I like both."

"That's all."

"But I'm afraid of getting fat, and it's not worth it."

"It's not that you don't have money. If you're afraid of getting fat, just order one."

"But I can't eat egg tarts if I order taro buns, and I can't eat taro buns if I order egg tarts."

"..."

Sure enough, women are unreasonable creatures. He really didn't understand what May was struggling with. He had no choice but to express:

"Order both, and I'll eat the rest."

"mua~"

"Husband, you are so kind!"

Wiping the drool on his face with disgust, Chen Changqing walked towards him with a cigarette in his hand under the warning eyes of the boss.

In the afternoon of Xiangjiang, it is very leisurely at two or three o'clock, the golden and soft sunlight shines on the street, and there is a bit of warmth in the tranquility.

As an old signboard for decades, the taste of this milk tea shop is naturally excellent, but Chen Changqing's favorite is their taro buns.

Creamy and sweet, the skin is white and soft, and the mouthfeel is particularly good.

Even after swallowing, the sweetness of taro still remains in the mouth. The only thing that is a pity is the egg tart.

But Chen Changqing didn't think it was a big deal. After all, they ate leftovers from lunch. The egg tarts that had just been taken out of the oven must taste great.

The old electric fan was whistling, and may looked at the potato buns and egg tarts in front of her in confusion.

One is high in sugar and the other is high in calories. She is in pain now and she should eat that.

After the guests at the other table left, only the boss, Chen Changqing, and May were left in the milk tea shop.

Chen Changqing walked over with milk tea, the boss who was cleaning up looked up at him: "Smoking is not allowed in the shop."

Putting the cigarette behind his ear, Chen Changqing joked:
"I know, so I haven't dared to order it. After all, boss, you have a kitchen knife in your hand."

The boss chuckled, feeling that the young man in front of him was a bit interesting, and his expression was not as fierce as it was at the beginning: "You are smart, what do you want to eat?"

Chen Changqing glanced at the menu, shook his head, and pointed to the shoe store next to it, which was quite large and had two floors:
"If there are freshly baked egg tarts, I'd like to take two boxes. If it's at noon, forget it. The main reason I came here is to ask the boss, how much does the shoe store next door cost for a year?"

The boss was stunned for a moment, he glared at Chen Changqing, and said in a somewhat aggressive tone:
"It's still open, what are you thinking about?"

Although the times have developed and everyone's life is getting better and better, most of the things of the older generation have been eliminated.

But I have to admit that these old people in the 50s and [-]s are much more particular than the young people now.

The shoe store is still open, and there is no sticker on the glass door for rent.

Even if the business is not good, these old people will not gossip, let alone speak ill of this store.

But since Chen Changqing mentioned this store, it shows that he has a certain understanding of this store.

After being released from prison for a week, Chen Changqing is not only good at running every morning, especially after talking with Huang Zhicheng, Chen Changqing, who has selected a target, has been doing market research.

I dare not say everything, but he has a clear picture of what's going on in all the shops he likes in Tsim Sha Tsui, which naturally includes the shoe store next door.

So when the boss finished speaking, Chen Changqing shook his head:
"Don't make trouble, there is a disco in front of you, the shoe store owner may not be able to do business well."

Before entering the industry, all walks of life must do a good job of market research.

The owner of this shoe store knew at a glance that he hadn't done a good job in market research.

He only saw the high flow of people on this street, but he didn't see the "booming business" disco of the rich and powerful opposite.

Discos are a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, and Xiangjiang in the 90s is synonymous with chaos.

The business of the shoe store is not good. After singing and dancing, everyone may drink a cup of milk tea because they are hungry, but they will not buy a pair of shoes for dancing.

You are saying that you drink too much and have no money, should you go to the milk tea shop or the gun shoe shop?

As for those who come to buy shoes on weekdays?
Xiangjiang is a big place, and the traffic on this street is quite strong, but ordinary people would come here to buy shoes when they have nothing to do. Wouldn’t it be nice to spend ten yuan by car to go to the commodity street?
Not to mention that there are more than a dozen punks in the opposite disco all the year round. Based on this alone, ordinary people will not take the initiative to come here to buy shoes.

After being pointed out by Chen Changqing, the owner of the milk tea shop gave him a surprised look.

Not to mention anything else, just by looking at the reality of this shoe store, the young man in front of him is much better than the owner of the shoe store.

Considering the situation of the shoe store, the owner of the milk tea shop did not continue to come:
"Do you want to sell the store?"

Chen Changqing nodded: "You have worked here for decades, you should know the owner of this store."

In the morning, Chen Changqing told May that he would show her his store in the future in the afternoon.

I brought her here to drink milk tea, not because of how good the taste of this milk tea shop is, but because this milk tea shop has been here for decades, and I must know the real owner of the shoe store.

After all, the shoe store is still open, so Chen Changqing can't go in and tell the owner of the shoe store directly - I've taken a fancy to your store, clean up and clear the store for me.

Not to mention whether the owner of the shoe store would take him for a fool, wouldn't he hit the shoe store owner in the face if he went directly to the door?
Of course, what Chen Changqing told May was that he knew a well-established milk tea shop, and he heard that the taste was particularly good, so he brought her here to taste the taste.

Although it's a bit scumbag, isn't that what girls like?

But what made Chen Changqing miscalculate was that as his voice fell, the owner of the milk tea shop glanced at him with a more playful expression:

"Coincidentally, I really don't know the boss, because this street is mine."

Chen Changqing was stunned, he looked at the milk tea shop owner in front of him.

Its appearance is not good, and it looks like it is 50 or [-] years old. It should be better maintained. The real age may be more than this age. This makes him inexplicably think of the duck rice boss who sits in ten buildings:

"I didn't realize that, boss, you are here to experience life, what's your surname?"

The boss waved his hand, with a look of disapproval: "It's almost useless to use it. If you want to rent a house, you have to find a pineapple boy in this area."

Who is Pineapple Boy?
Chen Changqing didn't know him, and he didn't know.

But he has a brain, after a second thought, he pointed to the open disco across the way: "Next, boss, don't you think Pineapple Boy is the owner of the rich man's disco?"

The boss chuckled, but he didn't answer directly:

"He doesn't have that much money, but he is the manager of the disco."

Chen Changqing nodded. The boss didn't say much, but he understood what the other party meant:
"Thank you boss, your milk tea is good, but the egg tart is cold, how much is it?"

"Two large cups of milk tea, a basket of taro buns, and a box of egg tarts cost 12 yuan. Just give me 12 yuan."

"Your price is not cheap."

"40-year-old brand with real materials!"

After paying the money, Chen Changqing returned to May with the milk tea. At this moment, there were still taro buns and egg tarts in front of her, with an expression of wondering whether she wanted to eat or not, and which one to eat, which made Chen Changqing speechless:
"Haven't figured out what to eat?"

May nodded, she asked Chen Changqing for help pitifully:
"Husband, I want to eat, but I'm afraid of getting fat."

Chen Changqing was silent for a moment, seeing May's tangled face, he decided to help her, after all, this is his girlfriend.

"It's okay, I'll help you."

As he spoke, he stuffed the taro bun in front of May into his mouth with lightning speed.

may: "?"

No, there seems to be some problem?Normal operation should not be all right, you can eat at ease, you will not be fat at all, but you will be too thin.

Or if you are a straight man, it’s okay to directly say that you are fat. Then I will accompany you to lose weight.

Facing Chen Changqing's operation at the moment, May said that he couldn't understand it.

But what made her even more incomprehensible was that Chen Changqing stuffed the last remaining egg tart into his mouth before he swallowed the taro bun: "Okay, now you don't have to worry about it." , I finished eating for you, it’s okay, you’re welcome, this is what your boyfriend should do!”

As he spoke, he deliberately increased his chewing voice.

"..."

"Chen Yongren, I'm going to kill you!"

"Ahhh~"

(End of this chapter)