Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

I gently scooped up half a mouthful of the noodle soup with a spoon and tasted it lightly!

"Hmm~" Liu's mother gave Liu Xu a thumbs up and praised him, "I didn't expect that you, Xu, have such cooking skills. When you have time, please come back more often to make breakfast for me."

"No, I have a lot of things to do every day. Next time I will ask Ruby to cook for you. The noodles she makes are as delicious as mine." In order to be lazy, Liu Xu shifted the blame to someone else.

Although Mom knew he was lying after tasting the noodles Ruby made once.

Not only did Liu's mother enjoy the breakfast very much, but Liu's father, Liu Xu's younger brothers and sisters, and Ruby also enjoyed it very much and left a lasting impression.

Add a golden soft-boiled egg and a bright red apple, and everyone will be extremely satisfied both in terms of taste and vision.

In the evening, Liu Xu and his family finished their dinner, packed up, and prepared to go out. Their destination was Temple Street in Yau Ma Tei, and the initiator was Liu Xiaomei.

The little girl was full of energy and she started clamoring to go out and play with her family at noon, but the sunlight was a bit dazzling at that time, so they set the time after dinner.

"I heard there are a lot of fun things and delicious food there." Liu Xiaomei jumped up and down.

Liu Xiaoliang also nodded excitedly, and Liu's father and mother's faces were also filled with expectant smiles. The family went out in a mighty procession.

When getting out of the elevator, I unexpectedly ran into Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi.

When Liu's mother heard her son introduce these two people as his personal bodyguards, her eyes lit up instantly. She blocked the elevator door and enthusiastically invited them:

"You two, it's really hard to follow Ah Xu every day,"

"Come to my house for dinner tomorrow night, and I'll make you something delicious!"

"I'll go buy ingredients tomorrow morning, you must come!"

Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi were a little at a loss. They were used to being serious on weekdays, and faced with such a warm invitation from Liu's mother, they felt a little awkward for a moment.

Liu Xu looked at his mother chattering non-stop and patted Tian Yangsheng and the other man on the shoulders. "My mother is so enthusiastic, just agree to it, otherwise she won't be able to sleep tonight."

Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi looked at each other, nodded helplessly but also somewhat touched, and said, "Thank you, Auntie."

Seeing her goal accomplished, Liu's mother stepped aside to get out of the elevator and waved her hand with a smile, "Then it's settled. If you forget tomorrow night, I'll ask Ah Xu to call you."

The little incident soon ended, and the family came to the brightly lit Temple Street.

There are all kinds of stalls on both sides, selling clothes, accessories, snacks, fortune tellers, and opera singers. The place is bustling with people coming and going.

The air is filled with the aroma of various delicacies, making people salivate.

Liu Xiaomei was like a happy little deer, running around in the crowd.

Sometimes he would look at the gadgets on this stall, and sometimes he would run to that snack stall and stare at them eagerly.

Liu Xiaoliang was interested in the stalls selling antiques and old items. He kept wandering in front of each stall, carefully studying the old pocket watches and coins.

I also exchanged a few words with the stall owners from time to time.

It stands to reason that no one would easily impart "knowledge", let alone these old hands who have been working in the antique industry for decades. This is their livelihood.

But who made Liu Xiaoliang follow Liu Xu, and they are brothers?

In Hong Kong Island, if they offend public officials, the worst that can happen is that they can move to another job, but if they offend the head of the largest gang in Hong Kong Island, there are people who will trade their heads for favors.

The ability to judge the situation is particularly evident in these small vendors.

Look, at a stall not far away, Liu Xiaoliang, the fool with no sense of boundaries, is pointing at a blue and white porcelain and chatting animatedly with the stall owner.

Liu Xiaoliang asked and the vendor answered, not noticing the cautious look and slightly stiff smile that the stall owner frequently gave Liu Xu.

Yau Ma Tei is where Liu Xu started his career. The rules here are stricter than anywhere else. Anyone who dares to cause trouble here will be punished by having his hands and feet broken at the very least, or by a day trip to the sea at the worst.

No one's face is useful.

Those with connections would be killed together by Li Hangluo and Chen Dao, who would work out a plan. Those without connections would still die, even if their heads were bruised.

The means are chilling.

Among them, I also encountered rich kids who didn't know their own worth. If the other party's parents hadn't compensated and apologized in time with a sincere attitude, I guess grass would have grown on my grave.

In response to this, both community groups and wealthy businessmen around Yau Ma Tei have protested, but they were all ignored by Liu Xu, causing headaches for the Yau Ma Tei Police Station.

But Liu Xu never easily interfered in such dirty work. Even Li Hangluo and others who were in charge mostly left it to his subordinates to handle.

Without substantial evidence, the police station could at most invite Liu Xu to their home for a cup of coffee and sit on a cold bench, but they could not bring any charges against him.

Yau Ma Tei Police Station has a love-hate relationship with Liu Xu. They love him because he doesn't sell "flour" and doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble for the police station, but they hate him because of the rules.

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Liu's father had difficulty walking, so Liu Xu specially prepared a wheelchair, which was pushed by Liu's mother.

Looking at the bustling scene around her and the still bustling streets, Liu's mother said with emotion: "This Temple Street is still the same. It hasn't changed much in all these years."

"There are too many stagnant residents, and with generations of memories, if the white government dares to demolish the buildings, the people living in and around Temple Street will fight them to the death."

Mr. Liu, who took over the conversation, said that since he started working at the brewery, he has not only become much more cheerful, but his knowledge has also increased rapidly, and he also understands community identity and emotional bonds.

Ruby followed Liu Xu. Although she had been to Temple Street many times, she was still curious about the hustle and bustle here and kept looking around.

After strolling and looking around along the way, the family came to a stall selling sweet soup.

The stalls are filled with all kinds of sweet soups, including red bean paste, mung bean paste, sesame paste, double skin milk, etc.

Liu Xiaomei immediately stopped, licked the corner of her mouth uncontrollably, and pulled Liu Xu's clothes: "Brother, I want to drink sugar water."

Seeing that his sister was greedy and they had walked for quite a distance, Liu Xu smiled and nodded and said: Okay, let's have a bowl each.

The family sat around a small table in front of the stall, each choosing their favorite sweet soup.

Father Liu scooped a spoonful of red bean paste into his mouth, revealing a rare hint of satisfaction: "The sweet soup from Temple Street is still the most authentic. It tastes like my youth."

After drinking the sweet soup, the family continued to move forward.

At this time, a lively sound of gongs and drums came from the front.

As the distance got closer, it turned out to be a troupe performing Cantonese opera, and Liu Xu's subordinates were around to maintain order.

Sha Ming accidentally caught a glimpse of Liu Xu's figure. Suspecting that he was seeing things, he wiped his eyes first, looked again, and immediately trotted up to him and greeted him softly, "Brother Xu."

Liu Xu patted Sha Ming's shoulder, his tone full of appreciation: "The scene is arranged in an orderly manner. You did a great job. Thank you for your hard work!"

Sha Ming's face flushed as he scratched his head and smiled innocently: "Brother Xu, it's not hard at all. It's what brothers should do. I'm happy to do it."

Sha Ming was Guan Zaisen's chief henchman, luckily he didn't die at the hands of Liang Kun like Guan Zaisen.

Although Guan Zaishen nicknamed the horse "Silly Ming," it's actually not stupid at all. Not only does it manage Temple Street in an orderly manner, it's also very sensible.

When faced with gifts from merchants or bosses who want to open up shop in Temple Street, he keeps the small ones and makes a list, and returns the large ones directly.

Then, every Sunday, I would give Liu Xu the weekly list, along with all the small gifts. Carefully explaining that not accepting gifts would easily make merchants uneasy.

It would also make He Liansheng a thorn in the eyes and hearts of all the societies.

The word "maverick" has nothing to do with strength, but it is related to the level of IQ.