"without……"

"If you don't dislike it, just go to me and squeeze in. No matter what, you were once the God of Food."

Stephen Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then said embarrassedly: "How embarrassed are you... Where are you living?"

"Aming, come here."

Turkey raised his hand at Mo Ziming.

"What's the matter, Sister Chicken?"

Mo Ziming followed up and walked aside.

"A Ming, you can accept it if you have some money here..."

"Sister Chicken, what do you mean?"

Turkey sighed: "No matter what, he is also the God of Food. Seeing that he is so down and out, Sister Chicken feels uncomfortable. You can use the money to buy clothes for him to change it."

"Hey, Sister Chicken, you are so kind..."

"Okay, don't say much, accept it."

Turkey stuffed the money into Mo Ziming's hand without saying a word, and then hurried back to the stall.

After closing the stall, Mo Ziming took Stephen Zhou back to a small house not far from the night market.

The house is only three or four square meters, just like a cage, with layers of debris piled up.

The bed is also on a double floor, otherwise it would be impossible for two people to live in at all.

"God of Food, the environment here is poor, you can live with it."

"It's already very good..." Stephen Zhou sighed.

In the past, he lived in a luxury house, and the bed was bigger than this room. When he got up in the morning, a group of beauties surrounded him.

But after going bankrupt, I could only sleep on the streets and pick up garbage... I completely fell from the clouds to hell.

He is so down and out, what else can he dare to ask for? It is already quite good to have a shelter from the wind and rain.

"By the way, God of Food, the question is unpleasant, how could you suddenly fall to this point..."

Stephen Zhou was bored for a long time and said, "Don't call me the God of Food, just call me A Xing, my original name is Zhou Xing..."

"Okay, Ah Xing..."

"I have fallen to the point where I am today, so I can't blame anyone. I used to be too arrogant and forgot my original intention.

Our Zhou family has been chefs for generations, and my great-grandfather used to be the imperial chef in the palace...

The craftsmanship was passed to me, but I didn’t learn it with great care. Instead, I founded a catering company, and later the business grew bigger and became a group...

At first I often cooked, but later I became a businessman.

So when I think back now, I really can't blame others. If I didn't buy that batch of beef, if I had real and practical materials, how could Tangniu make me look ugly in person..."

A Xing talked a lot.

It can be seen that he has begun to realize the various aspects of life and the sinister world, and has begun to understand the true meaning of life.

Mo Ziming couldn't help but raise his hand and pat A Xing on the shoulder: "Don't be discouraged, there are eight or nine out of ten things that are not satisfactory in life. No matter what, you have been glorious.

Only by not being arrogant or discouraged can one turn into a cocoon and become a butterfly..."

The second night.

As soon as the two arrived at Temple Street, Turkey brought a bowl of char siu rice and handed it to Ah Xing. There was a rare look of shy expression on her face.

"for you……"

"Thanks……"

Ah Xing took the char siu rice and ate it.

At this time, Mo Ziming said, "Axing, in fact, Ji Jie was a famous beauty in our temple street before..."

"Oh, hate..."

The turkey ran away with a red face.

"Beauty? She?"

Ah Xing looked like he couldn't believe it.

"I want to say that Sister Chicken was a fan of you back then, and her portrait of you was even hung on the stall.

Once, a guest tore off your portrait and shines his shoes. Sister Chicken was furious and stepped forward to have a conflict with the guest, and finally even got a knife.

Unfortunately, there were too many people on the other side. In the end, Sister Chicken was stabbed in the face, and the wound was very deep, from the corner of her eyes to her mouth.

That knife hurts the nerves, causing her to become what she is now..."

"So that's what it is..."

Ah Xing couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the turkey that was being caught.

"Okay, stop watching. I'll tell the boss later. There's just a shortage of guys, so you can stay."

"Thank you."

"And let me tell you that although the night market on Temple Street is small, it is also a small world.

For example, the snacks are currently divided into two factions, one is led by Jijie, and everyone regards her as the backbone.

Another faction, headed by a nicknamed Goose Head..."

Just late that night, when everyone closed the stalls, Goose Head and his brothers came to make trouble.

Sister Chicken was very domineering, and she said with a big look: "Geitou, I am just a woman. If you want to bully me, just come.

However, Uncle Kun’s men got drunk and chopped me up on the head. I carried two turkeys and chased me from Saigon Street to Sifang Street.

Don't you know me a double-knife turkey?

I was twelve years old in Temple Street. I haven’t experienced any storms?

You are bringing these little gangsters to the ground and scare the ghosts now?"

"Turkey, what are you in Hong Kong? You won't just bring such a few people when I want to kick you.

I'm here to tell you, and I'll make it to me from now on, so don't make it."

"You will belong to you. You will belong to you? Each business is done. Do you think you are the king of heaven? I haven't settled the score with you on Niu Wan's business yet."

Goose Head said in a domineering tone: "I'm so lazy to have so many laziness with you. Anyway, everyone will make the beef pills in the future, and I'll make the shrimps in the seizure."

"That's just not following the rules?"

Suddenly, the two sides began to quarrel loudly and threaten each other.

"Stop quarrel!" Goose Head raised his hand: "Even if you ask you to make pispies, you can't do it well. The salt-pispies we firmly remember are famous..."

“The white piss shrimp we made tasted better…”

"Stop talking nonsense, you can only make beef pills in the future, not be made with piss shrimp..."

"You can't do it well, so you want to drag our beef balls into the water..."

At this time, Ah Xing couldn't help but mutter: "What are you fighting for? Isn't it better to mix the two together to make the erina beef pills, Idiot."

In fact, his words were originally an unintentional word or a self-deprecating person.

However, after such a muttering, Goose Head heard it and couldn't help but slam the table: "Who is it? Which bastard is talking nonsense here?"

Turkey also shouted: "It must be yours."

"Impossible, my people are very tutors, and they will never interrupt when the boss speaks."

"Yeah?"

"Okay, I must pull this person out today."

The goose head was angry and immediately let all the little brothers stand in a row.

"Talking about it one by one, what's the matter? Isn't it better to mix the two together to make the erina beef pills, idiot."

Goose head wants to distinguish people by listening to sounds.

The reason why he is so confident is that he is very familiar with his subordinates' voices and is not his subordinates at all.

However, after this, Ah Xing was a little panicked... He wanted to sneak aside and hide, but was pulled by Mo Ziming.

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

"What are you fighting for? Isn't it better to mix the two together to make the erina beef pills, idiot..."

"Not you, next."

"Can I jump and say?"

"Jump!"

"What a fight, isn't it better to mix the two together to make the erina beef pills, idiot."
Chapter completed!