As soon as I walked into Liu Fu's office, a smell of braised meat came to my face.

Liu Fu sat behind the desk, with a plate of fried peanuts and a bottle of white wine on the table. He was holding a braised pig's trotter in his hand and eating it all over his mouth.

Zhou Wenqiang shrugged his nose a few times and secretly exclaimed in his heart.

The pigs in this era are all made from regular stockings, with pure meat flavor and a hundred meters of fragrance. As long as you pass the cooking skills, you won’t be much worse. It’s really a golden age for foodies.

"Wenqiang, sit down.

This is the braised pig's trotter from Mong Kok. It is top-notch in Hong Kong. Do you want to have one to try it?"

"Thank you, Sir, let it go..."

Zhou Wenqiang looked at the hind hoof of another pig on the table, shook his head slightly and said, "The highest level of braised pig trotters is to be integrated. We must never see that the bones, flesh and skin feel separated from each other, otherwise it will be a failure.

The braised pig trotters in this restaurant are pretty good, but unfortunately the heat has gone a little bit, and the flesh and pork bones have been significantly separated. Although they are so ripe, they have lost the taste that the pig trotters should have.

I still have high requirements for food…”

ha?

Liu Fu, who was gnawing pig's trotters, was stunned. Zhou Wenqiang, what do you mean? You have high requirements?

It means that I didn’t ask for Fusir, I don’t know how to eat, right?

You can insult me, but you can't insult my ability to appreciate food!

In anger, he threw the remaining half of the pig's trotter back to the table, looked at Zhou Wenqiang angrily and said, "You should tell me which braised pig's trotter is the best. If you can't tell, be careful I will punish you!"

Zhou Wenqiang spread his hands: "That's hard. Hong Kong Island has amazing specialty food, and I must admit it.

But when it comes to making braised pork, it must be the northern continent. Old Yanjing has a century-old soup. Is there it on Hong Kong Island?

So it's incomparable."

Speaking of eating, Liu Fu suddenly became interested, and his two squinting eyes were wide open: "Centennial Soup?"

I have heard of it, I have heard of it, but Wenqiang, do you think there is really a century-old soup?”

"Yes, but I guess it was destroyed by the war."

Zhou Wenqiang said helplessly: "In recent years, there have been many wars in the north, especially the island devils..."

“Oh, what a pity!

These island Japanese devils deserve to be defeated!"

Liu Fu punched the desk hard: "Fu Sir, I hate traitors first in my life, and the second in my island country's devils. When I see it, I will kill them!"

Zhou Wenqiang was so amused that he was so amused that "In order to gain patriotism, Inspector Liu Fu and Chang were the first person."

Perhaps he felt that his performance was a bit inappropriate, Liu Fu laughed twice and finally turned to the topic: "Wen Qiang, three of the students in this issue have the highest education.

It’s you, Lei Luo and Chen Zhichao.

Chen Zhichao actually only went to the third grade, which is even worse than the education level of the two of you.

I have always been paying attention to you three students.

I asked you to come today because I couldn’t see some things about you clearly, which made me very embarrassed. Even if I want to promote you, it would be difficult to let go..."

"Oh, Fusir has any questions, just ask."

Zhou Wenqiang laughed in his heart, "If you like to promote or not, I wouldn't be too lazy to take the exam for the police because of the main task, whether to continue to be a policeman in the future depends on my mood."

“These days Fusir has conducted a more detailed investigation of you.

Wen Qiang, your life experience is really strange.

My mother passed away early, and you, Laodou, was even hacked to death because of betting. Are you just a fish ball boy who makes a living by selling fish balls?"

Liu Fu looked at Zhou Wenqiang and shook his head repeatedly: "Fu Sir just wants to know who helped you with these 'surface' information?"

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and said, "On the surface?

Why do you say this? These are real information."

"reality?

Ha, I understand, I understand, real, very real..."

Liu Fu pried open his fat fingers and counted one by one: "You Yudanzi suddenly became a VIP customer of Hang Seng Bank, and he also invested in a plastic factory not long ago.

Your partner is called Li Jiacheng, and he has nothing to do with himself. As a mainlander, there are hundreds of thousands of people in Hong Kong.

But his uncle is a famous businessman from Hong Kong Island, Zhuang'an, the watch king...

Also, your insights on various foods are even more blessed than blessed sir, and you are simply a well-informed gourmet.

Zhou Wenqiang, you actually told Fu Sir that all your superficial information is real?

You are a pig! Do you think the blessing is a pig?

Do you know that I can cancel your student status at any time by hiding information and deceiving the superiors!”

Liu Fu supported his hands on the table, and his upper body poked out, and his saliva almost sprayed on Zhou Wenqiang's face, like an angry boar.

Zhou Wenqiang leaned back slightly and spread his hands: "What I said is the truth. If Fu Sir doesn't believe it, then just disqualify me.

It doesn't matter."

Liu Fu had a face covering, staring at Zhou Wenqiang for five minutes, and suddenly his fat face trembled and he smiled: "Haha, hahaha!

OK, okay, you handsome guy, you are so strong, you are so kind, your mouth is hard enough!

To be my Liu Fu's disciple, the first thing is to be strong enough and have a stable mentality. Congratulations, you have passed the test."

Zhou Wenqiang rolled his eyes secretly and thought to himself, "Don't be too sentimental, okay?" I have no interest in being your disciple. Are you going to test a bird?"

Liu Fu patted Zhou Wenqiang on the shoulder and smiled, "Beautiful, you will be my Liu Fu from now on. From today on, you can call me Uncle Fu.

You have to know that only true self-center can be qualified to call me Uncle Fu."

No matter how Liu Fu counts as his own, he is a business that is stable and profitable.

This kid has a mysterious identity and is not short of money. He has become a partner with Zhuang'an's nephew. Who would believe that he was not the illegitimate son of a big man?

Hehe, let you behave like a ghost, you can’t jump out of my Wufing Mountain!

Zhou Wenqiang felt another controversy, Uncle Fu? This name looks like a guardian.

"Wen Qiang, I heard that that boy Chen Zhichao is not in line with you?

This is easy, I will directly assign him to guard the Pofulin Pond and let him catch fish for a few years first."

Zhou Wenqiang smiled: "Everything is decided by Fusir."

"Why do you still call me Fusir?

I will call Uncle Fu in the future!”

Liu Fu looked at him and said, "As for you, you still have to go through the procedures first and do a few days of street patrol uniforms.

Uncle Fu will find opportunities to improve your work as plainclothes. If you make contributions in the future, you will be promoted to your work as a sand show or even an Inspector!

By the way, which administrative area do you want to go to? It’s hard to say about the island, Kowloon New Territories is up to you to choose from.”

Although Liu Fu is nominally only Inspector Hua, the Kowloon General District, has actually begun to take charge of the New Territories.

But now his hand has not reached the Hong Kong Island General District. In about two or three years, he will become the first Chinese inspector on the Hong Kong Island. At that time, the Chinese police officers in Hong Kong Island, Kowloon and the New Territories will be able to cover the sky with just one hand.

Zhou Wenqiang thought for a while and said, "My family lives in Dongtou Village, Jiulong, and I have no plans to move out yet, so it is best to be in the nearby management area."

Although he didn't want to be a Virgin, since he knew that a shocking fire would occur in Dongtou Village in 1951, Zhou Wenqiang thought he should do something.

The fire has spread too widely, causing tens of thousands of people to be homeless and countless casualties, and even made the first good minister in China choke and cry. As a time traveler, Zhou Wenqiang, if he knows it but doesn't find a way to avoid it, is he still a human?

Liu Fu smiled and said, "Yes, if you don't say it, I'll forget it."

Haha, you are really different from ordinary people’s fun. You actually like living in that kind of shanty town... Could it be that you fell in love with a girl there?

OK OK OK... Uncle Fu will naturally arrange it for you.

Yes, that Lei Luo is your good friend. Have you arranged for him to be with you?"

Zhou Wenqiang nodded and smiled, "Come on, he also lives in Dongtou Village, so this arrangement is more convenient."

“That’s settled.

But Lei Luo is a naughty boy. You have to take good care of him and don’t let him cause trouble for me, otherwise Uncle Fu will not give face."

"Lei Luo is my good friend, I will look at him. If Fusir had nothing else, I would say goodbye."

"Wenqiang, Uncle Fu has something to tell you,"

Liu Fu called out Zhou Wenqiang who was about to turn around and leave, and a rare serious expression appeared on his smiling fat face.

"You said it very well today, and even Uncle Fu was very curious when he heard it.

I'm curious whether you can do what Uncle Fu wanted to do but couldn't do.

I’m also curious whether you will try to challenge the environment like Uncle Fu, but in the end I lost to myself.”

"Fu Sir, in fact, even myself is very curious."

Zhou Wenqiang smiled: "I need to think carefully whether to try it or not. Goodbye."

"This kid..."
Chapter completed!