Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

Having just dealt with the patrol officers, Huang Mao and his men strolled over to collect bribes. Today was the 10th, a day when both the police and triads were exchanging gifts.

Following the method taught by his landlady, Granny Chen, Zhang Dabiao forced a bitter expression and cried poverty: "Brother, you have no idea! The cost of cream and chocolate is ridiculously high, and I dare not set the price high, so I haven't made much money at all! The police only charged seventy dollars; you can't be more ruthless than the government, can you?"

As she spoke, she stuffed freshly baked cream bread and chocolate bread into the blond-haired man's arms, and only after much persuasion did she manage to send him away.

Actually, what's so high about the cost? The cream is handmade, and the chocolate is easy to come by, so the cost is very low. He sets a low price just to attract customers.

Everyone knows the prices of the tea restaurants and bakeries on this street. Zhang Dabiao coaxed and lied to them, saying it was a grand opening sale, a loss-making venture to gain publicity, and the neighbors believed him.

Besides, seventy yuan is just the average amount charged by the tea stalls on this street, neither too high nor too low, and it's acceptable.

As usual, Huang Mao threw out a few harsh words like "Do business well from now on, and don't cause any trouble," before stuffing the bread into his pocket and swaggering away.

Finally, those two gentlemen are gone! Zhang Dabiao breathed a sigh of relief—as long as the price isn't set arbitrarily, this is no big deal for him.

Imagine opening a shop in the modern world: a whole host of government departments are waiting to serve you, including city management, property management, fire department, food and drug administration, taxation, and the consumer association that comes knocking on your door from time to time. Not to mention those freeloading food and drinks-seeking internet celebrities!

There's only one patrolman and one gang here, so the revenue only takes two or three days. It couldn't be more worry-free!

It's worth paying for peace and quiet!

Zhang Dabiao turned around and asked A Xiang about the situation of the past few days.

Those guys in the club would take away ten loaves of bread every day, and they'd get free milk tea, one cup after another.

We clearly agreed that we would only leave two creams and two chocolates before closing up shop each day, but now, their appetites are getting bigger and bigger!

Ah Xiang was furious, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only sigh in silence.

Zhang Dabiao patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's alright, just a loss to avoid further trouble! Have you had any other problems these past few days?"

"There's no real trouble, except that a few shop owners next door came over and started causing trouble, saying we were stealing their business."

"Oh? And then?"

"You know what, those guys from the United British Society actually did things quite well. They just sent those bosses back!" Ah Xiang said, nodding in agreement—if you take someone's money, you should do their bidding. That's how it should be!

"As soon as the gang members left, those guys came knocking again, but Sister Hua and Aunt San gave them a good scolding and sent them packing!" Sister Hua and Aunt San were women he had invited from Grandpa Rock Village to help him.

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Those two aunties have sharp tongues that most people can't handle!"

Ah Xiang laughed along and then went on and on about the trivial matters of the past few days. Overall, it was just some minor disturbances, nothing serious.

As for the oven, Ah Xiang found one, but a used small household bread maker costs about HK$50-80, while a small commercial oven costs about HK$100-150.

For the quarry workers and fishermen of Shau Kei Wan, whose monthly wages are only 30-50, this oven is a luxury item.

Moreover, after paying tribute today, the tea stall only had about 100 yuan left in operating funds. Because of the previous profits, Zhang Dabiao had bought grain twice. Including the purchase made during the first stocking, Zhang Dabiao bought a total of 1500 Hong Kong dollars worth of grain.

So the tea stall is really out of money, and Ah Xiang is still worried about whether he can afford to buy the raw materials this month.

To buy a used oven, one would typically go to Apliu Street – the area between Yen Chow Street and Nam Cheong Street in Sham Shui Po District, Kowloon, which was the main second-hand appliance market in Hong Kong at the time.

You can also find them at the flea markets in Sai Wan and Ma Yau Tei.

Zhang Dabiao scratched his head, helpless. He could only wait a few more days until the end of the month to solve the oven problem and then gradually build a small bread-making workshop in Hong Kong, otherwise it would be inconvenient.

In the afternoon, Zhang Dabiao was preparing to return to the courtyard house when someone came to his door.

"Are you Zhang Dabiao?"

Zhang Dabiao was taken aback, then immediately realized—wait a minute, no one in Hong Kong should know that I am Zhang Dabiao, right?

You should call me Roy Cheung, shouldn't you?

Could it be...?

"Brother, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm Roy Cheung."

The newcomer was dressed plainly, looking like a worker. He stared at Zhang Dabiao for a while, then seemed to remember something and spoke.

"The village house in Agongyan Village, which Boss Lou sold to a man named Zhang Yaoyang, is that you?"

Zhang Dabiao nodded.

"Then that's it. Come with me, Boss Lou wants to see you."

The "Boss Lou" here refers to Lou Yufan, the eldest son of the Lou family.

It must have been the aunt who was preparing to clean in the morning who told Lou Yufan, which is why he came to his door.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Dabiao told A Xiang that he didn't know when he would be back tonight, and that they would meet again tomorrow morning.

Then he followed the man to a tea restaurant – Wah Kee Tea Restaurant.

At a small table, a well-dressed young man in a suit and tie was eating what appeared to be a Hong Kong-style beef offal hot pot.

It smells really good.

"Boss Lou, the person has been brought here."

After the errand boy led Zhang Dabiao to his seat, he stood behind the man in the suit.

He ate in silence, not looking up to greet Zhang Dabiao. Instead, he raised his right hand, holding the chopsticks, towards Zhang Dabiao and then pressed it down, signaling Zhang Dabiao to wait.

Holy crap?!

Is this some kind of show of force to intimidate me?

What the hell is going on here?

Zhang Dabiao wasn't going to give him that face. He sat down opposite him and called out to the waiter in the tea restaurant, "Boss, give me a beef offal hot pot too."

What are you waiting for? You eat yours, I'll eat mine.

Hearing Zhang Dabiao's commotion, Lou Yufan was stunned for a moment, then looked up at this person—Zhang Yaoyang.

Why are you so fierce?

What's wrong with asking you to wait a moment? Are you being rude?

Seeing Zhang Dabiao's nonchalant attitude, Lou Yufan smiled, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, took a sip of tea, and then slowly said—

"You're quite an interesting person."

At this moment, Zhang Dabiao's beef offal stew was also served. He ate it by himself, and even flicked his tongue because it was too hot.

"To be honest, it tastes really good."

"Boss Lou, what brings you here?"

Seeing Zhang Dabiao's composure, Lou Yufan dropped his teasing tone and went straight to the point.

"Zhang Dabiao, how did you get to Hong Kong?"

While eating his beef offal, Zhang Dabiao casually replied, "Boss Lou, my name is Zhang Yaoyang, not Zhang Dabiao."

Lou Yufan laughed: "I even processed your ID card. I still have your photo and negatives here. How could I not know who you are?"

Zhang Dabiao shook his head and replied with a smile, "Is there a possibility—"

"Is that photo my brother's?"

"what?"

"Zhang Dabiao is my twin brother, and I..."

His name is Roy Cheung.

Yes, I am my younger brother, and my younger brother is me.

Go ahead and figure it out!