Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 8 Planning, Amin

"We are all brothers, do you want to be so outspoken?"

Zhou Sheng glared at him with some dissatisfaction, and did not allow him to object, and said:
"Anyway, I've already told the senior brother about this matter, you can figure it out yourself."

"Then just listen to Brother Sheng."

Seeing Zhou Sheng acting like you have to agree if you don't agree, Li An can only agree.

"That's right." Zhou Sheng had a smile on his face.

He glanced at the sky, the twilight curtains were getting darker and darker, and he saw the neon billboards on the street downstairs lit up one after another.

Then he came to the stairs, turned on the light on the rooftop, and said to Li An who was holding the pile:

"Practice boxing first. After you practice, I'll treat you to a late-night snack. I just received my salary today."

"Okay."

Li An nodded, concentrating on comprehending the changes between the muscles and bones.

In fact, he has not been idle in the past ten days. In addition to learning boxing, he has traveled all over Hong Kong Island, Kowloon, and the New Territories, mainly to inspect the market.

Force lies in the fact that he is only the capital and means to settle down.

Do not put the cart before the horse.

If you want to make money, of course you have to do business.

In my previous life, I worked, practiced stall-keeping, and opened a small shop.

Although I only do some small business, I also understand a truth.

It is impossible for people to earn money beyond their own knowledge!

Therefore, what he investigated during this period of time was also his old business in his previous life, the retail market.

Small businesses can also make big money!
Especially in this era without online shopping and e-commerce, the retail industry is still in a blue ocean at this time.

In today's era, storefronts are still like canteens, with a single model and almost no competition, requiring the boss to go to a small factory to get the goods.

As long as he seizes this opportunity, takes the first step, and quickly seizes the market share of retail and source distribution, then this cake will be a cash cow in his hands for at least 60 years.

The key thing is that there is still a lack of start-up capital.

Finding a job is just a temporary stopgap measure.

"No one can be rich without a windfall! My predecessor was beaten to death by Guilihuang. It shouldn't be too much to go to him to get some medical expenses, right?"

Li An let out a long breath, thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

Time passes quickly.

Zhou Sheng grabbed the watch on the table and glanced at the time, then greeted Li An who was still practicing boxing:
"A'an, it's 9 o'clock. Let's practice by yourself. I'll go change my clothes first and wait for you below."

"Okay, Brother Sheng!"

Li An responded without looking back and continued to practice boxing.

"Oh!"

He stamped his right foot on the ground and stepped forward. The Liangyi elbow he was preparing to strike stopped halfway.

Or not.

When he stomps the ground and twists his waist and hips, Li An can clearly feel the strength that his master said, but every time he makes a move and relaxes a little bit, the force disperses, and what he hits is still a brute force. .

"It's really not that easy."

Li An also understood in his heart that he might have to practice for a while before he could fully exert himself.

Since you won't be able to practice it for a while, you can't do it too hastily, otherwise it will cause irreversible damage to the body.

He simply stopped.He took the sweat towel around his neck and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When his breathing became smoother, he went to the stairwell and turned off the lights on the rooftop, then hurried downstairs.

In the barber shop, Zhou Sheng, who had already changed his clothes, was standing beside the recliner, holding a razor in his hand to shave the customer's face.

Yixiantian squinted his eyes and sat aside, listening to the opera coming from the record player, still dreaming of romance.

Seeing Li An coming down, he casually asked, "Do you have any understanding?"

"When you are concentrating, you can feel the strength that Master said, but as soon as you make a move, you will lose your mind." Li An answered honestly without hiding anything.

A line of rare praise.

"I'm making great progress! You just need to understand the strength of your muscles and bones when holding the pile, and continue to practice your strength. After you successfully hit the force once, the rest will fall into place."

"Understood, Master." Li An nodded.

Yi Yitian got up and came to Zhou Sheng's side, and took the razor in his hand.

"It's getting late, so hurry up and go home early after eating."

"Master, are you not going with us?" Zhou Sheng asked.

Yi Yitian glanced at him: "Are you sure I can let go of you young people?"

Zhou Sheng choked on a sentence, and immediately fell silent.

"Okay, let's go, if you want to, just bring me some."

Xiantiantian waved her hand and lowered her head to help the customer shave her face.

"Master, I will help you bring back your favorite raw porridge and money tripe later."

Zhou Sheng pulled Li An aside and quickly left the barber shop.

Although it is already 10 o'clock in the evening, Nanjing Street is still full of people.

When Zhou Sheng dragged Li An to the entrance of Fuyuan Restaurant, the voices of people in the restaurant came to his ears.

Walking into the lobby, more than a dozen wooden tables were almost full. Only one table in the corner was still empty, and three young men in short shirts were busy shuttling between them.

"Amin!"

Pulling out the bench and sitting down, Li An waved to the young man who was closer to them.

"coming!"

The young man put down the teapot in his hand and quickly came to Li An's table.

"Anzi, are you okay?"

"All right!"

"What do you want to eat?" The young man stared at Li An's head and asked casually.

Li An pursed his lips to the side and responded with a smile: "Ask the guest as you wish, ask my senior brother."

"Two bowls of car noodles, one custard bun, one glutinous rice bun, and pork belly roll"

Zhou Sheng said and looked at Li An: "Is there anything you want to add?"

Seeing him shaking his head, he finally said: "There are also raw porridge and money belly, these two things will be packed after we finish eating."

"Ok."

The young man wrote one by one on the account with a ballpoint pen, took a pot of tea and put it on the table, and turned to leave.

Zhou Sheng took the teapot and poured tea for Li An, and asked curiously, "Did you know this guy just now?"

"We know each other. I've been working here for more than six years. I got injured and was fired by my boss some time ago."

Li An's tone was a little sad.

Turning his head to look around, his eyes suddenly paused, and they stopped on a red figure not far away.

The woman is leaning against a pillar, with a cigarette case hanging around her neck. She is about 20 years old, has short shoulder-length hair, and is wearing a red open-collar jacket and a red skirt. Her legs are slender and eye-catching.

Especially those eyes, charming and seductive!
Zhou Sheng on the side noticed his abnormality, followed his gaze, and his eyes lit up.

"A'an, do you know him?"

"It's an acquaintance!"

"What do you mean? Good match?"

"No." Li An shook his head.

Zhou Sheng came over with a gossip look on his face.

"You stare at people for so long, you just like it."

Li An glared at him angrily: "Hey, Brother Sheng. Who told you that a man just likes a woman by staring at her?"

"What else could it be?" Zhou Sheng froze for a moment.

"Can you please stop being such a bitch?"

Li An was quite helpless, pointing at A Min:

"Brother Sheng, take a closer look, she is a flying girl!"

(End of this chapter)