stjorthotic Chapter 41 The martial arts world is all about human relationships and social interactions.
Chapter 41 The martial arts world is all about human relationships and social interactions.
Inside the Qiaoxin Bank, Lin Shaochao was speechless after hearing Chen Laoji's words.
Upon seeing that the old man had approved Lin Yuanshan's loan application, he had a premonition that the old shopkeeper thought highly of the other party.
But he never expected that Uncle Chen would have such a high opinion of Lin Yuanshan.
Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Chen Laoji reached out and opened the business card box on the desk, taking out a card: "Young Master, a timely help is far better than adding flowers to brocade."
You should set aside your prejudices and make more friends with people from your hometown like Lin Yuanshan, who have great potential and are around your age. That would be the best course of action.
The old man's health isn't good, and I'm getting old. How many more years can I hold on for you?"
Lin Shaochao hesitated for a moment, but still got up and walked over, taking his business card: "Uncle Chen, I know I was wrong."
"Sigh, how can there be a single mistake?" Old Chen continued checking the ledgers. "You're already doing an excellent job by not minding this old man's nitpicking and nagging."
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the other side.
Lin Yuanshan and Qiaoru left Qiaoxin Bank and hailed a taxi on Bonham Street to cross the harbor at the Star Ferry Pier in Edinburgh Place, and then headed to Fung Yu Tea House in Mong Kok.
Compared to walking to the pier to take the Star Ferry and then taking the Kowloon Motor Bus from the opposite pier, this is a much better option.
Lin Yuanshan chose to take a taxi, paying for the car and then taking the ferry across the sea, saving nearly half an hour.
It's the same private room by the window on the second floor that I visited the previous two times.
After entering and sitting down, Lin Yuanshan first ordered a pot of ten-year-old Pu'er tea, followed by sixteen kinds of high-quality tea snacks, eight salty and eight sweet.
Including the cost of a private room, it would cost approximately HK$30.
In an era when the daily wage for ordinary people was only about 3 yuan, this could be considered the most expensive option at Fengru Teahouse.
If you include the taxi fare and the ferry fee (for both person and vehicle) of 10 yuan, Lin Yuanshan borrowed 3000 yuan from Qiaoxin Bank and spent 40 yuan in about half an hour.
Here, I need to clarify something.
It's not that Lin Yuanshan is extravagant because he has money in his pocket, but these two expenses are things he can't skimp on!
Today, he asked Qiaoru to act as a go-between and help introduce him to a bank, but the other party had to ask for leave from Fengru Teahouse.
Although, given Qiaoru's status in the teahouse, the teahouse wouldn't refuse her request.
But you should know that the owner behind Fung Yu Tea House is Chan Yin-nei, the eldest of the Twelve Beauties of Mong Kok!
These powerful women in the underworld value face even more than men do.
By taking a taxi, Lin Yuanshan was able to get Qiaoru back to work as soon as possible.
Upon entering, ordering the most premium tea and dim sum not only boosts Qiaoru's sales but also subtly informs Lin Yanni and everyone at Fengru Tea House.
Today, the people who deserve Sister Qiaoru to take leave and go out are not ordinary cats and dogs, but decent people who know how to conduct themselves.
This is not!
Seeing Lin Yuanshan's generosity, Qiaoru complained that he had too much money, but her eyes were practically overflowing with laughter.
"Hey—Songyun Pavilion, a private room on the second floor, a pot of top-quality ten-year-old aged Pu'er tea."
The soup is rich and flavorful, with a mellow aroma that lingers in the throat!
Sixteen exquisite delicacies, including eight salty and eight sweet varieties, are all available.
First, let me list eight salty dishes:
Crystal bamboo shoot and shrimp dumplings, honey-glazed crispy roast goose, steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce, and crab roe and mushroom shumai.
Oyster sauce chicken and glutinous rice rolls, salt and pepper Yunnan ham and taro dumplings, braised fish paste rice noodle rolls, and pan-fried fish tofu with fermented bean curd!
Here are eight more sweet dishes:
Lotus seed paste and golden custard buns, coconut milk mille-feuille water chestnut cake, candied pumpkin soft cake, rock sugar lotus seed and lily bulb cups
Red bean paste and pine nut shortbread, osmanthus glutinous rice balls, almond stewed milk jelly, and traditional jujube sponge cake!
Fine tea and delicate pastries, served with utmost care, please enjoy your meal!
The tea master personally served the tea, stepping onto the stairs with his left foot and beginning to call out.
Following him were five men dressed in white shirts and black pants. Each of them carried a food tray, and they walked upstairs in a line, looking like a modern-day Ace of Spades player.
Qiaoru got up and opened the door to the private room. The tea server looked at her with envy and whispered with a smile, "Congratulations, Sister Ru. The last time a guest was this generous was almost two years ago."
Oh, right, Sister Yanni just happened to be here.
Upon hearing this, she personally gifted him a bowl of coconut stewed with snow frog fat, hoping that Young Master Lin would visit their teahouse more often in the future.
"Ah, Sister Yanni is here?" Qiaoru looked pleasantly surprised and turned to Lin Yuanshan, saying, "Yuanshan, I'm sorry, Sister Yanni hasn't been here for a long time. I'll have to excuse myself for a moment. There are many things I need to talk to her about."
"It's alright, Sister Ru, you go ahead with your work, but please tell Boss Chen how much I'm thanking you."
"I'll just have a few cups of tea and then leave. By the way, can you pack it up?" Lin Yuanshan picked up his teacup, smiled, and took a sip. "Sixteen kinds of tea snacks plus a stew pot, I can't finish it all by myself."
"Of course." Qiaoru looked at the tea server: "Ashui, please make the arrangements later."
"Okay," tea master Ah Shui replied with a smile.
Not daring to waste any time, Qiaoru stepped out in her mid-heeled shoes and quickly walked down the stairs.
Ah Shui stayed behind to serve, while the five extras set out the refreshments and then voluntarily left the private room.
During this time, Lin Yuanshan vaguely heard many of Qiaoru's acquaintances outside urging her to at least treat them to a basket of shrimp dumplings since she had secured a large water tap this time...
After Qiaoru left, Lin Yuanshan only ate the bowl of coconut stewed with snow frog paste that Chen Yanni had given him.
He instructed Ah Shui to pack up all the remaining snacks and tea, intending to take them to the factory to feed the two gluttons.
As for the most expensive pot of Pu'er tea, Lin Yuanshan only drank one cup to quench his thirst.
He was used to drinking Phoenix Dancong Gongfu tea and had little interest in Pu'er tea.
Unfortunately, at Xiangjiang Tea House, the most expensive tea is the "numbered" grade Pu'er, and the next grade is the "printed" grade Pu'er.
Phoenix Dancong tea, a daily beverage for Chaozhou people, has never had much of a market here.
As Lin Yuanshan stepped out of the private room, he naturally attracted the attention of many tea drinkers present. They discovered that the customer who had just ordered the full set meal to save face for Qiaoru was actually a young man, and everyone immediately started discussing it.
Lin Yuanshan lit a cigarette and walked down the stairs with a smile on his face.
He hailed a rickshaw, took the two food boxes from Ah Shui's hands, got in without looking back, and drove away.
At the same time, at the back door of the teahouse, Qiaoru, dressed in a plain cheongsam, respectfully followed behind a woman who looked a year or two younger than her.
Wearing the same cheongsam, this woman exudes a more alluring charm than Qiaoru.
As she walked, her breasts and hips were alluring, and her oval face, which could be both charming and sad, made people feel sorry for her.
If I don't tell you, who will believe me?
Ten years ago, this woman was already the top disciple of Qi Weiwen, the right-hand man of the Number Gang, and the leader of the Twelve Beauties of Mong Kok.
Holding a hollowed-out Burmese incense fan, Chen Yanni looked in the direction Lin Yuanshan had left and said, "Aru, you little fellow villager, you're not as simple as you make you out to be."
"Huh?" Qiaoru was shocked upon hearing this and stepped forward to ask, "Sister Yanni, has Ayuan offended you in some way?"
"Oh, it's not what you think." Chen Yanni parted her lips slightly, closed her Burmese incense fan, and propped her delicate chin up: "Do you know that outside, the Hong Shun Shek Kip Mei gang has already spread the word in the underworld that they want to make a living with this Mr. Lin?"