money player

"Big head ghost, what are you aiming at? Try aiming again, damn."

"Big Bear, I told you to aim, I told you to aim."

Walking into an alley, I saw a short, fat kid with a big head and body being pinned to the ground and hammered by three other kid brothers. He was slapped, kicked in the stomach, and kicked in the legs. He looked quite miserable.

Xian Yaowen rode closer, squeezed the brakes, and steadied the bike with his foot on the ground. "Stop it, kid. You are fighting here instead of studying hard. I'll tell your school about it."

Hearing this, the three little ghosts stopped their actions. One of them glanced at Xian Yaowen and said with his neck stiff, "It's none of your business."

"You're quite sharp with your mouth. I think you deserve to be punished. Break his legs."

Xian Yaowen winked at Qi Longque, who immediately jumped off the bicycle and pretended to pounce on the little ghost.

It looks fierce, but moves very slowly.

"Run."

The little ghosts were smart and knew that a wise man would not suffer a loss in front of him, so they ran away in a swarm.

In less than two seconds, the three little ghosts disappeared at the end of the alley.

Xian Yaowen got out of the car, walked up to the short and fat boy, pulled his wrist to help him up, and helped him brush off the dust on his body. His movements were gentle, for fear of awakening the wound.

The short and fat boy was flattered. He never expected to feel cared for by a strange older brother.

He had neither a father nor a mother, but he was extremely lacking in fatherly love.

His father had been a long-term domestic abuser. Whenever he was not satisfied with beating his mother, he would take it out on him. Being beaten was a common occurrence for him.

Xian Yaowen cleaned up the short fat boy, picked up the canvas schoolbag on the ground and hung it on his shoulder, then patted his face, "Little boy, what's your name?"

"Xiong Yaohua."

Xian Yaowen smiled faintly, "Yaohua, what a coincidence, my name is Yaowen, and I have a younger brother named Yaohua. Where do you study?"

"The junior high school of the Normal College Affiliated High School."

"where to live?"

"Ruifang Town."

"Not close, where's your bicycle?"

"It's broken. I didn't ride it today."

Xian Yaowen patted Xiong Yaohua on the shoulder and said, "I'll take you back."

He pushed Xiong Yaohua's head back, walked back to the bicycle, sat back on the seat, and let Xiong Yaohua climb up the horizontal bar by himself.

For some reason, Xiong Yaohua, who was already twelve or thirteen years old, did not resist sitting on the horizontal bar. Instead, he was eager to try it. He used the handlebars to gain leverage and jumped onto the horizontal bar with his buttocks.

Xian Yaowen tapped the ground with his toes and the wheels rolled forward.

"What time do you have dinner?"

"Not on time."

"Have you eaten today?"

"not yet."

“Will my parents scold me if I eat out?”

"Will... No, I won't."

"That's it."

"No." Xiong Yaohua said firmly.

Xian Yaowen chuckled, "It looks like you're going to get beaten. I'll treat you to a good meal and make the beating worthwhile."

"Brother Yaowen, what shall we eat?"

"Very clever. You know how to strike the snake while it is still under control. Okay, I recognize you as my brother. Where are you from?"

"Hong Kong people."

“Born in Hong Kong?”

"right."

"Speaking in the vernacular?"

"I only know how to speak a little."

“Aren’t your parents from Hong Kong?”

“I’m from Jiangxi.”

"Have you dated Miss at school?"

"No."

"Oh, how are your grades?"

"not good."

"You don't study hard in school, and you don't date Miss, so what are you doing?"

"Let's play."

"Play? Like just now?"

"It was an accident just now."

"What a surprise! I see you know how to protect your vital points. Is it because you have gained experience from being beaten?"

Xiong Yaohua said shyly: "No."

"Little boy, if you don't want to get beaten in the future, keep an eye on the person who bullies you the most. Take revenge on him from morning till night, every time you get a chance. Never stop until he gets scared. That way, if you don't mess with others, no one will dare to mess with you.

However, there is a prerequisite for doing this. Either you are smart enough not to be discovered by the teacher, or your father is of extraordinary status and can protect you.

I think you are stupid and it is impossible for you not to be discovered. You should still rely on your father..."

"I don't want to rely on him."

Xian Yaowen did not continue the topic. He was not sure whether Xiong Yaohua had reached a rebellious age and was rebelling against his parents, or if there was something else going on. In this era, it was rare to find parents who did not beat their children, and many of them beat them to death.

For children like Xiong Yaohua who are often beaten outside, if their parents have a worse temper, they will most likely be beaten without any reason when they get home. Parents' authority is often established through beating and scolding.

Especially parents who need to act like grandchildren to make a living outside can only seek the feeling of being a grandfather from their children.

"What to eat?"

Xiong Yaohua thought for a while and said, "Beef noodles, the noodle stall on Kaifeng Street, the owner is from Shandong."

"Is it delicious?"

“I haven’t eaten it, but the students who have eaten it said it’s delicious.”

"Okay, let's eat beef noodles. Hold on tight, I'm going to speed up."

With the power of his legs, the iron horses sped up, and the scenery passed by faster and faster. Soon, three cars drove into Kaifeng Street, stopped at the roadside, asked for directions, and headed into the alley.

There are quite a few stalls in the alley, one after another. It is not difficult for Xian Yaowen to pick out the one that makes noodles and has a bigger boss.

It happened that a customer wanted to eat noodles and shouted, "Liu Shandong, give me a bowl of noodles, more noodles, more beef, and more chili."

"okay."

Hearing the local accent, Qi Longque was a little excited and said on his own initiative: "Boss, give me five bowls of noodles. Put more stretched noodles in each bowl, put more beef slices on it, sprinkle some chopped green onions, and put the spicy paste in a small dish."

"Guaranteed! If the noodles are not enough, just add more. Guaranteed!" the stall owner smiled at Qi Longque.

"Boss, you don't need to put beef in one bowl." Xian Yaowen patted Xiong Yaohua's shoulder, "Put it in his bowl."

"Okay, come sit inside quickly, pull the stool over here, the tea is in the pot, pour it yourself!"

The stall had no canopy, but had three square tables. Single long benches were stuffed under the tables, and several people pulled them out and sat around the tables. Xian Yaowen looked at the stalls on both sides and ordered five lion heads sold individually from the stall on the left.

When he picked it up with chopsticks, the lion's head did not sink. The craftsmanship was not up to par, so it could only be called a meatball. He gave the one that belonged to him to Xiong Yaohua, who had awakened his foodie spirit.

The boy paused for a moment, grinned, and continued eating.

Xian Yaowen once again looked around the stalls and observed the diners' attire. He found that they were all dressed quite decently and should be those with a decent income. It was conceivable that eating at this stall could be considered a luxury.

The noodles of instant noodles are made of refined wheat flour, which is rich in quickly digestible carbohydrates. After ingestion, it is quickly converted into blood sugar, stimulating insulin secretion and producing a "sufficient energy" fullness signal in the short term, but then the person will feel hungry again due to the sudden drop in blood sugar.

If you want to prolong the feeling of fullness, you can increase the fat content. Fat digestion is slow, which delays gastric emptying time, thus prolonging the feeling of fullness. However, high fat may cause greasy feeling, and some people may feel false fullness, which means that the actual nutrition is unbalanced.

Cheap bad meat can be imported from the United States, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Saudi Arabia and Iran and processed into synthetic meat. Each package of noodles is served with a large piece of high-tech beef slice.

Fox farming could also be promoted, with one foot in the fur industry, to gain added value – “free” fox meat.

The second is to increase the protein content. It is best if the protein content of a packet of instant noodles exceeds 30g.

You can add soybeans to the noodles, import cheap frozen chicken from the West, or directly develop protein powder.

The third is to add dietary fiber, but this method is too costly and not advisable.

The fourth is to add vitamins and minerals, which can be achieved by adding dehydrated vegetables, but the cost of freeze-drying is too high, and there may not be mature technology at present. The vitamin retention rate of hot air drying is too low, so cost is also a problem if you want to achieve the desired effect.

Or you can promote the way of eating instant noodles with Korean kimchi. Korean kimchi retains a higher rate of vitamins among all pickled vegetables. A bowl of instant noodles with a few plates of kimchi is equivalent to a luxurious dinner for a domineering president.

After the establishment of friendly relations with Taiwan, more scenes of eating can be added to the films. There must be a few plates of kimchi on the table of wealthy bosses.

No, it can’t be called kimchi. It has to be called grandma’s dish or mom’s dish.

Start with the dried cabbage that Taiwan is already exporting, order large quantities of dried cabbage at high prices, increase the cabbage planting area, and suddenly stop purchasing at the right time. Faced with mountains of cheap cabbage, various ways of eating it will naturally be invented.

Farmers have a simple side, but also a cunning side. Faced with high purchase prices, in order to make more money, they can come up with all kinds of disgusting ways to increase weight and improve ratings. Appearing to be all show and no substance is just child's play.

The farmers will definitely take the initiative to create excuses for him to stop purchasing their products.

Uh, forget it. The way I eat is too ugly. It’s not worth it just for instant noodles, even if Shiye will expand into other food areas.

Or it would be a good idea to launch vitamin-enriched instant noodle companion foods.

Xian Yaowen thought of ham sausage, bad meat, cheap starch, various rotten vegetable leaves/stalks, and various seasonings to develop a food that is both delicious and filling.

People who are struggling to make ends meet are not qualified to demand a healthy diet. The first problem is to solve the fat intake and make their belly bulge. Technology and hard work are the only way to go. First solve the dilemma of not having enough, and when you reach a certain stage, you can pursue eating well, and then slowly transition to eating healthily.

Technology and hard work are the needs of the times, and practitioners are glorious and great.

While he was thinking, the beef noodles were served. Xian Yaowen picked up his bowl and put the noodles into Xiong Yaohua's bowl. "Yaohua, eat more. If you don't have enough, call again."

"That's enough, Brother Yaowen, that's enough."

"Don't be so polite." Xian Yaowen put half of the noodles into Xiong Yaohua's bowl and then stopped. "At your age, you have a good appetite. You can't even last two hours for a meal. Eat it."

"Well."

Xiong Yaohua scooped two spoonfuls of chili into the bowl, stirred it with chopsticks and started eating, not caring about the scalding hot noodles. Slurp, slurp, and after only three bites, the soup level clearly dropped.

Qi Longque did not sit down to eat. Instead, he held the bowl and moved closer to the stall owner, and the two of them talked and laughed.

It's also strange. There are quite a few Shandong people in Hong Kong, but I didn't see him interact much with other Shandong people. Instead, when he arrived in Taiwan, he took the initiative to get close to his fellow countrymen. Maybe it's because beef noodles have a special place in his heart.

Xian Yaowen thought for a moment, then got a plate of pickled cabbage and a plate of braised peanuts from the shelf next to the dough-kneading table and placed them next to Xiong Yaohua's bowl of noodles. Just as he was about to sit down, he saw a girl wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with words embroidered on the chest - two black words "Shifu", two parallel red bars, and a string of numbers "84052", and a black pleated skirt, walking towards Xiong Yaohua with a smile.

The girls have shoulder-length hair with the ends falling naturally. The overall lines are simple and neat, without complicated perming, dyeing or decoration. This is the student hairstyle required in Taiwan's campuses. It is simple and neat and quite suitable for students.

The face is narrow and long, with slightly protruding cheekbones and a soft jawline. The overall outline has the classical charm of an oriental woman. This face shape is quite common in Taipei today and conforms to the aesthetic standards of subtlety and restraint.

The eyes are long and narrow with the tail slightly upturned, which is a typical fox eye. This type of eyes looks pitiful when static, such as when the eyelashes droop when the head is lowered, but it reveals a hint of alertness when in motion.

His lips are thin, and the corners of his mouth habitually droop slightly. Even when he smiles, he can't hide his deep melancholy. This is a bitter face, and I don't know whether it is innate or acquired from living in a depressing environment.

Her skin was a pale ivory color, seemingly fair, but lacking a healthy glow. If cold light shone on her face, it would probably highlight the paleness of her skin.

There is a high probability that the girl comes from a poor family and a small probability that she has a physical problem.

But the strange thing is that the girl, who is no more than sixteen years old, has a plump figure that is completely different from the youthfulness of her peers. She has full breasts, a slim waist, and is very feminine.

This kind of precocious development should attract the attention of boys in school. The girl is about 165 cm tall, and when she walks, she hunches her chest slightly and hangs her head down, which weakens her height advantage and creates a posture of weakness.

This posture doesn't seem to be formed naturally, but more like a deliberate attempt to make herself look pitiful. The girl's mind is probably precocious, and she has summed up a survival philosophy that matches her own conditions.

But it is not surprising. In this era, it is not uncommon for sixteen-year-old girls to have two or three children. Their mental age is between three or four years to seven or eight years older than their peers in later generations. Girls may already have the wisdom of a twenty-three or twenty-four year old.

Overall, the girl gives people the feeling of being plain but full of charm, with a complex heart hidden under her innocent appearance.

interesting.

He withdrew his gaze, sat down, picked up two noodles and put them in his mouth, waiting for the girl's performance.

After a while, a white hand patted Xiong Yaohua on the back, "Big-headed ghost, eat noodles."

Xiong Yaohua was frightened and spat out the noodles in his mouth. He coughed twice and turned his head to look back, "Xue, Senior Sister."

The girl glanced at Xiong Yaohua's bowl of noodles, gurgled inadvertently, and said with a smile on her face: "Big head ghost, beef noodles, so much beef, so rich."

"Uh." Xiong Yaohua scratched the back of his head and glanced at Xian Yaowen. "Senior sister, it's not me...it's not me who paid the bill. It's me...Brother Yaowen."

"Brother Yaowen?" The girl was startled and her eyes subconsciously turned to Xian Yaowen.

Xian Yaowen turned to look at the girl and chuckled, "Classmate, have you eaten yet? Do you want to eat with us?"

"me……"

Meeting Xian Yaowen's gaze, the girl felt timid in front of his parents. She looked away and stuttered.

Seeing that the girl was being coy, Xian Yaowen stood up, walked to the girl, and made a gesture of invitation, "Classmate, it's okay, let's eat together."

"I……"

"bring it on."

After making the please gesture again, the girl's feet finally moved.

Xian Yaowen led her to an empty table nearby and asked Xiong Yaohua to sit over there with his bowl of noodles.

The small square table is too small. It is a bit crowded for five people to sit on it, and it definitely cannot accommodate six people.

"Boss, another bowl of noodles, more noodles, more beef."

"okay."

As soon as the noodles were ordered, Xie Tingyun brought Xian Yaowen's bowl of noodles over. This action caught the girl's attention and her eyes sparkled.

"Classmate, are you a classmate of Yaohua?"

"Yes, no, I'm in the high school department." The girl lowered her head and said shyly.

"What grade are you in?"

"second grade."

"What is your name?"

"Yang Jingyi."

"It's a nice name. Let me introduce myself. I'm Xian Yaowen." Xian Yaowen extended his right hand towards Yang Jingyi.

Yang Jingyi stared at her hands, slightly stunned. She had never been exposed to this kind of conversation before.

After a while, she hurriedly extended her hand and accidentally touched Xian Yaowen's fingertips. She shrank back as if she had been electrocuted, with embarrassment on her face, and then stretched forward again.

Xian Yaowen waited silently, and when Yang Jingyi's hand entered the range of his big hand, he shook it gently, "Hello, nice to meet you."

"You, hello."

Yang Jingyi felt the touch from her palms and fingertips, soft, warm and inclusive, and her little heart was pounding.

Xian Yaowen took his hand back and said, "Would you like some carrot cake?"

"No, no need."

Xian Yaowen turned around and shouted to the radish cake stall, "Boss, give me three servings of radish cakes."

"I'll make it right now... just for you. Wait a moment."

"Okay, don't expose yourself to the sun."

Xian Yaowen turned back and the girl asked, "Can you speak Cantonese?"

“I came from Hong Kong.”

"your face?"

"Don't be surprised, there will be many in Taipei soon."

"why?"

“The U.S. military.”

"Oh." Yang Jingyi seemed to understand, but didn't ask, "Did you move here?"

"No, I came to Taipei for business and will stay here for a while." Xian Yaowen paused deliberately, then continued, "I bought a house on Qidong Street. You can come to my house when you are free."

"Qidong Street?" Yang Jingyi's eyes flickered twice, "The houses over there are so big."

"It's not too big, but it's enough for me." Xian Yaowen looked at Xiong Yaohua and pointed at the almost empty bowl of noodles. "Yaohua, do you want more?"

Xiong Yaohua touched his stomach and said, "Brother Yaowen, I'm full."

"Are you really full?"

"full."

"Okay, let's eat carrot cake later."

After he finished speaking, Xian Yaowen picked up his chopsticks and continued eating noodles, deliberately giving Yang Jingyi the cold shoulder.

After finishing his conversation with Yamaguchi Yoshiko, he had been thinking about finding a young girl to fall in love with, but had been putting it off. Yang Jingyi met his aesthetic standards, and he initially judged that this girl's heart was not as innocent as her appearance. In the conversation just now, she deliberately ignored the seniority between them and wanted to start with equality.

He boldly assumed that Yang Jingyi and her mother's living conditions were not very good. Her mother might have been an unfavored concubine, who had to be cautious in everything in life. Yang Jingyi was influenced by her mother, which led to her philosophy of survival tending to be weak.

Or maybe her father was no longer around, and her mother took her to work as a servant in someone else's home. Living under someone else's roof, she naturally had to be careful in everything, showing weakness and hiding herself, and knowing how to read people's expressions.

The shrewdness that is of no use to him can make love less utilitarian. A love without asking for anything in return is very fresh to him.

The air calmed down for three or five minutes, and then the radish cake and beef noodles arrived.

Xian Yaowen finished the noodles in his bowl, took out a handkerchief to wipe his lips, and then said to the two of them, "I'm going to make a phone call, you two can eat slowly."

I walked out of the alley and came to Kaifeng Street. I found a place where I could make a phone call, called the Telecommunications Administration, and asked the operator to connect me to the taxi company.

It took five or six minutes to call a taxi.

Last time, he had wrongly blamed Chen Changtong. It was indeed not easy to find a car in Taipei, at least a taxi. Most taxis were illegal. Not only did they charge random prices, but they also dared not go to many places. The only taxi company that was considered to have a license had few cars and good business, so you had to take your chances if you wanted to get a taxi.

He was lucky today as he happened to meet a truck that had just finished a job.

After finishing the call, he did not rush back. He gave the two kids some space to relax and eat, and also gave Yang Jingyi a chance to get some information from Xiong Yaohua.

After strolling around Kaifeng Street for a while, he waited for a taxi, asked the driver to stop at the alley, and returned to the noodle stall.

As she got closer, she saw two people talking. Yang Jingyi soon noticed her and ended the conversation with a slightly flustered look.

Sitting back in his seat, he said to Xiong Yaohua, "Yaohua, I won't take you home myself. I've called a taxi for you and it's parked at the entrance of the alley. You can take Yang Jingyi home first, then go home directly. Don't run around outside."

As he said that, he took out fifty yuan and put it on the table. "I will go to the school to find you at noon tomorrow. I will drive there to support you and it should be able to scare off those who bully you."

After he finished speaking, he nodded to Yang Jingyi again, "Goodbye, classmate Yang Jingyi."

"Goodbye."

Yang Jingyi stared at Xian Yaowen as he stood up, her eyes following him as he got on his bicycle and rode away with Xie Tingyun, her heart full of anticipation for tomorrow.

When they were out of the alley, Xie Tingyun asked, "Sir, do you like that little girl?"

"Younger? At most, one year younger than when I knew Pepe."

"It feels much smaller than the lady."

"They had different upbringings. Pepe helped out in a grocery store when he was young and also worked in a department store. He is more mature than his peers and is more businesslike."

Xie Tingyun was silent for a moment, then said, "Sir, you've never found one this young before."

Xian Yaowen chuckled, "Little girls are too clingy. I didn't want to waste my time before, but now I want to experience it. This little girl will be very interesting." (End of this chapter)