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Chapter 0285 stall

Temple Street is located in Yau Ma Tei, HK Kowloon, and is a famous open-air market. You don’t have to imagine it too well. It is very small in area, just a messy long street, about 600 meters.

Yau Ma Tei is near the sea, and in his early years it was just a wasteland, some low houses similar to shanty towns. Those who live here are poor people and rats like crossing the street. When it gets dark, gangs fight.

Because of poverty and the mix of dragons and snakes, the temple street gradually developed into a black market with dirty and dirty things. When it was dark, prostitutes would go to the street to attract customers, vendors would come out to set up street stalls, and the better ones would become open-air shops.

After nightfall, Temple Street became very lively, and there were many people coming to shop and buy. By the 1990s, this place became famous and many foreign tourists came here especially. The street markets sold clothes, luggage, leather goods, and daily necessities.

During the golden period of HK movies, Temple Street is a famous filming place. As long as you shoot the chaotic and disorderly bottom of society, you will be fine here. In more than a decade, this place will gradually be standardized, and the items sold will become more diverse, making it a famous tourist attraction.

But now...

The streets were filled with people and the air was mixed. The simple lighting fixtures were hung on disorderly stalls, reflecting the faces of people wandering back and forth.

Zhou Qingfeng sat at the door of a herbal tea shop, and the sound of Cantonese songs and bargaining were repeatedly impacted. He looked down at the dark tea, with a bitter look on his face of "doubting life" and was very uncomfortable with it.

Opposite is a stall selling replica videotapes and environmentally friendly books. The covers of all books are unsightly - literally, the cover girl is pretentious, distorted, and ugly, which makes people's appetite.

It’s really hard to imagine how anyone would like this kind of publication with the effect of ‘birth control’? Will you not have nightmares at night after reading it?

But even so, the business of this stall is actually pretty good. Some people come to buy it and choose what they cherish. Zhou Qingfeng also went over and flipped it out, but he really didn't understand people's current interests and hobbies.

What an old woman gave birth to a child, a rich man took off ashes, and met a female ghost at night, which was comparable to the literature of the mainland street stalls. He made up his mind and was confused after reading it.

Seven little fairies flew out invisibly, wandering around the streets, chattering about the strange stories they saw. The charm of the book also transformed into a shadow, wandering among the crowd, and contempt for the books on the market with a slight touch.

"Master, I think the album you made is dirty enough, and the books here are even more dirty. Succubus must like the depravity here, which can transform all the people here into prisoners of desire."

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm looking for some to start, how to put up the stall."

Zhou Qingfeng caught a pickpocket at the airport and made a taxi to come here. With the "limbing corsage" in it, pickpockets will be punished if they dare to tell lies. They have to tell some truth and insider information and tell the survival rules in the temple street.

Every stall on Temple Street is basically fixed, with gang members patrolling, and the stalls mainly pay protection fees. In order to grab territory, gangs often fight - don't think that the young and dandy are so handsome, just a bunch of poor gangsters.

The middle-aged pickpocket was also sitting in the herbal tea shop, looking at Zhou Qingfeng in confusion. He really couldn't figure out what this kid was going to do. By about 8 o'clock in the evening, there were more crowds in the street market and it was noisier.

Suddenly, a scream broke out in the crowd, and he threw up the stall and smashed things. Uncle Zhou was excited and ran over happily. Several gang gangsters beat a stall owner and sprinkled hundreds of gadgets like lighters on the ground.

The stall owner was already hunched on the ground with his head in his arms, and the gang gangsters were punching and kicking. Zhou Qingfeng was 'seeing unfairness on the road, so he drew his sword to help'. He was excited and shouted: "Hey, how can you hit someone?"

Passers-by on the street were hiding from afar and watching the excitement. A young man rushed up to rescue the siege, punching one by one, and could knock people away. The boy shouted "How can he hit people?", but he was more ruthless than anyone else.

The gang gangsters in Zhongquan all fell to the ground and basically fainted on the spot. The beaten stall owner got up with blood on his face, with a sad face, but saw a young man smiling at him - this guy seemed to have encountered something good, and he was very happy.

"Old man, it doesn't matter?" Zhou Qingfeng laughed and hugged, "I'll help you to help you solve the situation, I just want to discuss it with you..."

The stall owner was fifty or sixty years old and looked at Zhou Qingfeng coldly. He looked at the gang gangsters who cried and called for their parents, and immediately ran away. There was no thank you for the whole process, and he didn't even want all the goods scattered all over the floor.

Oh... Zhou Qingfeng didn't even catch the run away stall owner. The latter didn't seem to care about his stall at all, and it didn't matter to the beating he had just been beaten. The gangsters helped each other and walked away in shame.

The whole process seems inexplicable.

The market quickly resumed circulation, with crowds coming and going, and the noise was still the same, as if nothing had happened. Only the goods scattered on the ground meant that a dispute had indeed occurred here.

The stall owners sold a lot of things in sunglasses, lighters, ties, and the things they were beaten were sold. Zhou Qingfeng was embarrassed to go to grab someone else's stall. He wanted to find someone to discuss and get a partner, but who knew that the other party ran away.

"Sophia, let the spirit slave bring goods to me." Zhou Qingfeng issued an order on the link network. He lifted up the overturned stall, used a repair technique to pick up the goods on the ground.

A few minutes later, several beautiful and slim spirit slaves appeared from the darkness that no one noticed in the winter. In the middle of winter, they were all wearing very cool clothes, with their arms, waists, and thighs exposed.

Although HK is located in the south, winter is not summer after all. People in the streets wear thin sweaters, and some even down jackets. This team of spiritual slaves is like models walking on a catwalk, attracting people to look at each other.

The stall was re-set, the packaging box was opened, and more than a dozen full-color "Violets" and a bunch of messy goods were placed together, which did not seem monotonous. Two beautiful spiritual slaves stood behind the stall, greeting the passers-by with a smile on their faces.

Spirit slaves are supernatural creatures with many changes. Their transformation into humans is the most attractive appearance, which instantly attracts attention. It is difficult for people to not pay attention to them. Soon, they looked at the stall and glanced at them.

Ordinary groceries are naturally not attractive, but the content of the "Eighteen Forbidden" is still shocking. The exaggerated style of painting, exquisite printing, collection-level quality, and the beautiful spiritual slave who transforms the appearance of Western women shouts in a delicate voice...

"Sir, it only costs 100 yuan. Buy one."

This is a bit expensive.

But it is worth 100 yuan to make a beautiful girl smile cutely, and a foreign girl who is cool and dressed in person in the middle of winter. Not to mention now, even thirty years later, foreign faces are quite popular on both sides of the Taiwan Strait and the three places.

The set of cool meat-selling dress is enough for men to pay for it. Although Lingnu himself doesn't care about the cold problem at all - Zhou Qingfeng stood outside the stall and observed, and suddenly found that if he printed cool photo albums, he could actually sell them for money.

Haven’t you seen how popular the world’s largest website is? How many years will it take for others to gather hundreds of millions of users, and only a few days will it take.

As the old saying goes, food, sex and nature are also true.
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