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Chapter 70 Meeting Vivian Chow for the First Time
After speaking, Luo Xianyao pretended to be nonchalant and walked ahead.

Zhang Xinmin looked back at Su Chen: "Mr. Shen, do you want Western food or Chinese food?"

In fact, many "indigenous" delicacies in Hong Kong do not need to be very expensive, but they must be crafted. A bowl of soup can be cooked for an afternoon, a claypot rice needs to wait for 10 minutes, and a roast goose takes two hours.

Cantonese cuisine, whether it is on the street or in the alley, must be the perfect combination of ingredients and craftsmanship.

Wandering in the streets of Hong Kong, you can see a tea restaurant every few steps.

The environment of many tea restaurants cannot be more simple, and table sharing is also the norm, which can be seen not only from TVB TV or other movies.

Even if the 21st century comes, I can feel this kind of "marketplace" fireworks. Now there are only high-end restaurants in Hong Kong, which are generally called Western restaurants or dining rooms. This kind of place can provide Western-style food, but the charges are expensive.

Therefore, many celebrities basically come to this small tea restaurant for dinner.

"Let's have Chinese food, let's experience the taste of Hong Kong. I don't want to eat Western food." Su Chen didn't have too much requirements for food, but it couldn't be too bad.

Zhang Xinmin nodded: "Okay, then let's find an authentic Hong Kong restaurant, Lan Fang Yuan, the silk stocking milk tea in this restaurant is absolutely unique."

"Then go."

After walking for a while, I walked into Lanfang Garden. It was a small shop that didn't look very eye-catching at first glance, and the shop looked a bit simple.

Luo Xianyao began to secretly observe Su Chen's expression again, wanting to see how this guy reacted.

But I didn't expect that Su Chen didn't have the slightest sense of disgust.

He opened his mouth and greeted: "The pork chop buns here are pretty good, I'll have some later, Sitoshi, milk tea is definitely a must."

This familiar appearance made Luo Xianyao suspicious again.

Did this Pujie stay in Hong Kong?

Zhang Xinmin ordered a few more foods, then looked at Luo Xianyao: "Is there anything to add?"

"No, that's it."

After the shopkeeper delivered the food, the three buried themselves in the food.

The taste is really good, very authentic Hong Kong flavor.

But if you come from Sichuan and Hunan who are used to eating spicy peppers, you may not like this taste very much.

The three chatted while eating.

Luo Xianyao said, "Mr. Shen, how does it taste?"

"It's very good, especially the pork chop buns. The taste of this restaurant is better than others. Unfortunately, the time is limited. Otherwise, I would like to go to Causeway Bay to try Chezai noodles, as well as Mai Yu's wonton noodles and Chen Kee's roasted noodles. Goose, and fried duck meat rice."

Su Chen said with a smile: "When it comes to claypot rice, many people may think that claypot rice is frog rice or white eel rice, but I personally think that oily duck and preserved meat rice is the most skillful.

The best is three-flower sausage, which is three-point fat and seven-point thin. The duck fat must be able to seep into the rice, and then topped with a layer of sweet soy sauce, it is an authentic claypot rice. "

These words made Luo Xianyao even more confused about Su Chen's situation.

No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a mainland boy, but like him, you look like an old Hong Kong native. You can speak Cantonese very fluently, you can often hear all kinds of slang, and you know Hong Kong snacks like a treasure.

What is the background of this person?
During the two days when he and Zhang Xinmin were in the capital, they secretly inquired about Su Chen's situation with Xu Zhi, but unfortunately they knew very little about it.

So he changed the topic: "It just so happens that you are free these few days. Mr. Shen can spend more time in Hong Kong. Is there any familiar girl? I will help you to inform someone to come over."

Su Chen shook his head: "No, the highest state of a man is to live among thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching his body. It depends on your arrangement tonight."

"Leave it on me, I guarantee you will be satisfied." Luo Xianyao patted his chest.

After eating and drinking enough, the three of them came out of the restaurant. Su Chen burped, looked up at the sky, and said, "It's still early, your show shouldn't come up so soon, right?"

"It's still a bit early, and it will be lively when the sun goes down." Zhang Xinmin said, "Then let's go to sing, and I'll call those female stars over, and we'll have a good time."

"Hahaha, not bad." Su Chen nodded again and again: "Then I'll go back to sleep first? Then you come to find me? And you have been out for a few days, go home and have a look first."

Luo Xianyao said: "Okay, then I'll go home and see my family first. Mr. Shen, I'll see you later. I'll pick you up at seven o'clock."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you." Su Chen said with a smile, "See you soon."

Seeing Luo Xianyao stop the car on the side of the road and leave, Zhang Xinmin held out his hand: "Mr. Shen, I'll go home first, see you in the evening."

"See you tonight." Su Chen shook hands with him, then put them in his pockets.

At the moment of shaking hands, Zhang Xinmin stuffed him with a small note.

After sending the two away, Su Chen took out the note from his pocket.

There was a line written on it: "Mr. Shen, be careful with Luo Xianyao, he is going to mess with you!"

Both of them gave the same information, saying that the other party was going to fuck Su Chen.

This is subtle.

As for who is telling the truth and who is telling lies, it is hard to say.

Su Chen put the note in his pocket and didn't go back to the hotel. Instead, he bought some gifts at a small shop by the side of the road, and then stopped a taxi. After getting in the car, he told the driver the location and left quickly. here.

After the car arrived at the place, Su Chen got out of the car and looked around while walking.

Compared with Central, this place is really a heaven and an underground.

In the small village house in front of me, it is estimated that a slight sneeze could break the windows, but the door is full of flowers, which looks unique.

But in this humble house, there is still the sound of a piano coming from inside.

He knocked on the door.

Soon, a woman's voice came from the room: "Here we are."

After a few seconds of rustling, the door was opened, and an old lady with gray hair about [-] years old came out of the room.

After seeing Su Chen standing outside the door, she froze for a moment: "What sir, where do you want to go?"

"May I ask if there is a little girl named Zhou Huimin here?" Su Chen asked with a smile.

Since he came to Hong Kong, he has always used Cantonese. If he didn't speak it out, people would probably think he was from Hong Kong.

Even Luo Xianyao, an old Hong Kong farmer, couldn't figure out his identity.

"She is my granddaughter, may I ask who you are?" the old lady asked suspiciously.

"Grandma, you can just call me Achen." Su Chen said, "I'm here to find Amin."

"Looking for Amin?" The old lady looked wary: "Are you Amin's teacher?"

"Yes." Su Chen nodded.

The old lady thought for a while, then turned around and shouted into the room: "Amin, your teacher is here to find you."

"Here we come." The sound of the piano in the room stopped abruptly.

After a while, a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old came out of the room, still wearing glasses.

Although she is only this old, she can already vaguely see what she will look like in the future.

"Hello, I'm Teacher Su." Su Chen smiled slightly: "The new music teacher at St. Stephen's Girls' High School, is it convenient to chat?"

"A new music teacher?" Amin's eyes lit up, and then he nodded fiercely: "Yes, please come and sit inside."

But with some inferiority complex, he said: "I'm sorry, our house is too simple."

"The future is still long, and it will always get better." Teacher Su smiled brightly: "Heroes don't ask where they come from. We can't change our background, but we can change our future."

He walked into the house with the gift. The room was small and piled up with various things, which was much worse than his courtyard house.

"For the first visit, I brought some gifts." He handed the gift to Grandma: "Please accept it."

"Then thank you, Teacher Su, for bringing a gift." Granny smiled kindly: "Mr. Su, sit down first, and I'll make tea for you."

"Don't bother grandma, I'll just drink water."

Teacher Su smiled, his eyes fell on the piano in the room, and he looked at Amin who was a little uneasy: "What level is your piano?"

"Level six." Amin replied honestly.

Teacher Su nodded: "The talent is great, can I try your piano?"

(End of this chapter)