No matter how dark the place is, it is said that there will be beautiful things.

For example, food.

The delicacies of Kowloon City are also very famous. In addition to the often controversial dog meat canteens, the only ones in Hong Kong and Kowloon, Lao Yuanhe’s dog stick fish eggs and Gong Xihe’s tofu flowers are all famous snacks in Hong Kong and Kowloon.

Even if Jiulong City is famously dangerous, there will still be many foodies who risk their lives to come and eat, and they will come countless times after they come once, as if they are addicted to smoking.

"Zhou Sir, you can actually rest in the Red Chamber for one night,

When it dawns, you can taste delicious dog stick fish eggs and tofu flowers. If you are interested, you can also try the dog meat hotpot in Kowloon City, which is not available elsewhere in Hong Kong and Kowloon.

Although Boss Yang’s bowl cake is famous, it is actually quite different from these famous delicacies…”

In a small alley connecting Longjin Road, Feng Chunmei led several "Red Building" brothers as guides, and while walking, he worked hard to introduce the food of the city to Zhou Wenqiang. He never expected that a strong man like Zhou Wenqiang was actually a foodie and would be interested in the food of the Jiulong City.

Yi Shitian and Li Zhuo followed Zhou Wenqiang, but they couldn't figure it out.

A person like the boss is actually as greedy as a little girl. As soon as the battle ends, he has to eat some pot cake overnight, which always makes people feel strange.

However, the two of them would not ask questions randomly. One was wearing a mask with a cow's head and the other had a face with a horse face. They followed Zhou Wenqiang quietly like two wandering souls. The murderous aura emitted from their bodies made Feng Chunmei and the younger brothers of "Red Building" subconsciously stay away from three feet away.

"Haha, I have heard that Boss Yang's bowl cake has been supplied for 24 hours a day, and there are not many people who are so diligent now.

Since I came to the city, I always have to see him. I heard that his crystal sago cake is very good, so I must try it.”

Zhou Wenqiang just smiled and followed Feng Chunmei to a corner. In front of him was a narrower and more messy alley. The bluestone floor turned dark yellow, and rusty water pipes passed through the wall. From time to time, water dripped down. Those who didn't know thought that the rainstorm had just stopped, and it started to rain again.

It is hidden in the city. Boss Yang lives here, which is quite stoic. Zhou Wenqiang really wants to try it out himself whether his martial arts are as magical as depicted on TV.

In fact, it is only around 11 o'clock in the evening, which is not very late. Hong Kong people have the habit of eating midnight snacks. If it were a normal day, this time was the best time for several beef, mutton and dog hotpot restaurants in the alley.

However, the battle tonight made the residents of Jiulong Village stay away early. No matter how brave the foodies are, they would not choose to have a midnight snack at this critical moment. Because there was no business, the food stalls and hot pot restaurants next to the alley had already arrived early, and only the dim lights were still on in front of the door of "Yang Ji Bozai Cake".

Walking to the door of Yang Ji Bozai Cake, Zhou Wenqiang stopped to watch.

This store is not big, and there are no walls or doors and windows on the side of the street. When it is closed, it only depends on wooden door panels to partition. It is a typical "street shop".

There are several pot cakes placed on the wooden cabinets near the street as samples, mainly divided into old pot cakes and the most famous crystal pot cake in this shop.

The old-fashioned Bozi cake is simple to use, just sticky rice flour, tapioca flour, sugar and water. At most, some red beans are added. The taste is relatively single, but it is very classic. Many Hong Kong people like to eat this old-fashioned one.

There are many varieties of crystal basil cakes. This basil cake with fruit pulp looks better and uses more complex ingredients. In addition to the common red beans and mung beans, you can also add pineapple, chocolate, banana, peach, strawberries, etc. The color is transparent, like crystals, with a "smoky and tough taste" and a bit like jelly from later generations.

Many young people and children prefer this new style of crystal bowl cake.

"Well, the taste is really good, it smells so good..."

Zhou Wenqiang took a deep breath of the aroma of Bozai Cake and walked towards Yang Ji Bozai Cake.

In the first ray of heaven, Li Zhuo and Feng Chunmei were about to follow, but he waved his hand to stop him.

“Is Boss Yang here?

The guest is here!"

Zhou Wenqiang gently tapped the wooden cabinet with his fingers a few times. He immediately raised his head behind the counter. He was a middle-aged man with a kind face, wearing a yellow cloth and an apron around his waist.

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhou Wenqiang and the people standing opposite the street, and seemed to have not recognized Feng Chunmei. He smiled and said, "How many bowl cakes do the guest want?

Seeing so many of you, the freshly hot cake is not enough, so I have to add a few more bowls into the cage.”

Zhou Wenqiang waved his hand and said, "No, I'll just eat it alone. I'll give you a bowl of old-fashioned bowl cake and a bowl of crystal sago."

"Okay!"

The middle-aged man smiled and took out two bowls of warm bowl cakes from the steamer and put them on the wooden cabinet: "Do you just stand here to eat or pack it and take it back?"

"Just stand at the counter and eat it, this is the most delicious."

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and took the chopsticks handed by the middle-aged man, picked up the old-fashioned bowl cake and bit it gently: "Well, it's not bad, it's 'Yan Ren' enough, Boss Yang's skills are good."

The middle-aged man smiled honestly and said, "The guest is just a praising me."

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and picked up the crystal sago cake and took a bite: "Boss Yang is not only good at craftsmanship, but I think he is brave enough.

Tonight, Jiulong City Village was so chaotic, and it was shot and exploded. Unexpectedly, Boss Yang would insist on opening a store. I thought I was going to leave."

Boss Yang smiled and rubbed his hands on the apron: "What's the solution? If you don't open your stomach for a day, you won't get enough of it. This is what we do small businesses are like.

Besides, those big guys beat people to death have nothing to do with us little people. No matter who becomes the boss of the city, will life still have to be the same?

Guest, do you think so?"

While he was talking, Zhou Wenqiang had eaten up all the two bowls of cakes. Hearing this, he clapped softly and said, "Boss Yang is really good. If I hadn't had an old friend who knew Boss Yang, I would have almost believed what you had just said."

Boss Yang was slightly stunned: "The guest's friend knows me?"

Zhou Wenqiang smiled: "Of course I know each other, and Boss Yang must be impressed by my friend.

His name is Duan Tongtian. Does Boss Yang still have an impression of it?"

Hearing the three words Duan Tongtian, Boss Yang and Feng Chunmei, who was standing opposite the street, both changed their faces slightly.

However, Boss Yang's face changed and then turned normal. He shook his head and said, "The guest must have remembered it wrong. I don't remember knowing someone named Duan Tongtian."

"It's not wrong. How could anyone who Boss Yang killed himself? "
Chapter completed!