The Groom

Lin Mo let out a satisfied breath, then reached his chopsticks toward the plate of fatty char siu.

He picked up the plumpest piece. The moment it entered his mouth, his teeth first broke through the slightly crispy exterior roasted with honey glaze, and then sank into the warm, soft layer of fat.

The high heat had long since forced out all the greasiness from the fat, leaving only a mouth full of rich, savory meat aroma.

Delicious!

However, the true main character was still that left leg of the roast goose.

"Do you know why the left leg of a roast goose tastes better than the right?"

Lin Mo picked up his own goose leg, which had not been trimmed of its fat, and waved it in front of Tong Dong's eyes.

Without waiting for Tong Dong to answer, he explained on his own:

"Geese sleep standing on one leg. Usually, they support themselves with their right leg and tuck in their left. Therefore, the left leg gets less exercise, making the meat more tender and the fat distribution more even."

Tong Dong: Actually, I did not really want to know.

Having said that, Lin Mo wasted no more words. Aiming at the thickest and fattest part of the goose leg, he opened his mouth and took a massive bite.

Crunch!

A crisp sound so satisfying it made one's scalp tingle!

The goose skin, roasted as thin as a cicada's wing, shattered upon impact. Scalding hot meat juices mixed with sweet, fragrant fat instantly exploded in his mouth! That overwhelming, rich aroma, combined with the charred scent of the crispy skin, rushed straight up his nasal cavity.

The skin was crispy, the fat was sweet, and the meat was tender.

The triple texture progressed layer by layer, simply the ultimate enjoyment for the taste buds.

Lin Mo closed his eyes, carefully savoring this supreme worldly delicacy, his face showing undisguised intoxication.

Sitting across from him, Tong Dong was practically drooling watching this. He could not help but pick up the right leg and take a bite.

That texture was indeed not something a roast duck leg or chicken leg could compare to.

The most important thing was still the juices; one bite yielded a mouthful of rich broth.

Because the subcutaneous fat under the goose skin was very thick, usually when chopping the goose, the extra fat would be trimmed away.

This way, customers would not easily feel overwhelmed by the richness.

But Lin Mo was not afraid of it being too rich. With this bite, he was naturally thrilled to the core.

Seeing Tong Dong eating with grease all over his mouth, Lin Mo smiled and said, "How is it? Delicious, right!"

Tong Dong could not help but nod. He originally thought roast goose legs were just so-so.

But he never expected it to be this delicious.

"Come try something else."

Lin Mo took his chopsticks and started eating the handmade lai fun noodles.

Many people would confuse rice noodles, luosifen, and lai fun.

After all, rice noodles are cylindrical, luosifen are cylindrical, and lai fun are also cylindrical.

So many people are not clear on the differences between them.

However, lai fun is softer and looser, feeling a bit rougher in texture when eaten, and not very chewy. But it is exactly this rough texture that makes it easier to taste the rice aroma of the lai fun.

Later on, well, later on they all turned into chewy rice noodles.

As Lin Mo ate the lai fun, occasionally having a piece or two of goose intestine, the taste was indeed quite good.

At this time, three men walked down from the clubhouse across the street, each looking as if they had not woken up yet.

The leader was wearing a floral shirt, unbuttoned to reveal a tuft of black hair on his chest. The two young men next to him looked entirely hollowed out, sporting messy bird's-nest hair and with sleep crust still clinging to the corners of their eyes.

The three of them sat down at the table next to Lin Mo with unsteady steps. The table was bumped and shook, almost splashing the soup.

"I am telling you, working here, do not be soft-hearted," the floral-shirt man slapped the table, spit flying as he lectured one of the young men.

"Those girls, if they do not listen, you have to deal with them. One slap and she will behave. She refuses to do it? Heh, Dongguan lacks everything except women who want to make quick money. It is not like we are forcing good women into prostitution. The more you work, the more you earn. It is very fair."

The other yellow-haired minion immediately agreed, "Brother Hu is right! Going to work means following the rules of work. After work, nobody cares if they die out there, but once it is time, they better perk up and serve the clients."

Brother Hu was very satisfied with his minion's flattery. He turned his head and put his arm around the shoulder of the young man who was still somewhat reserved.

"Xiao Hei, it is normal not to be used to it. After you eat your fill, go get some sleep first. Tonight, I will take you to test the waters. You need to have a good grasp of the resources we have here."

Brother Hu winked and lowered his voice a bit, "I will directly recommend Number 67 to you. That figure, those skills, tsk tsk, I guarantee once you try it, you will want to try again."

A trace of hesitation and longing flashed across Xiao Hei's face. "Is... is that appropriate?"

"What is inappropriate about it?"

Brother Hu glared, "This is a perk the Prince gave us! If you do not try it, how will you know whose service is good? When customers ask, are you going to be clueless and act like a mute?"

This Brother Hu looked at Xiao Hei with a lecherous smile.

"Do not worry, I am your cousin. Your mom used to buy me food, how could I mistreat my own cousin? Other people want your position and would fight tooth and nail for it, but I would not give it to them."

The yellow-haired guy who went to order food came back, plopped down, and said with a face full of envy:

"Exactly, Brother Hei, only in your position can you test them casually. If we want to try, we have to line up, getting a turn once a week, and sometimes we do not even get a turn."

After a few sentences, the remaining bit of shyness and unease on Xiao Hei's face was instantly washed away by vanity and a certain primal urge.

He chuckled and scratched his head. "Then... thank you, cousin."

"What cousin? Outside, call me Brother Hu!" Brother Hu vigorously rubbed Xiao Hei's head, as if rubbing a puppy. "That is how you show presence! Eat more, you only have the energy to work when you are full."

One could only say, Brother Hu really was a good big brother.

The filth here was obviously heard and seen by others, but everyone just kept quiet.

Lin Mo took all of this in, only feeling a bit bored.

The trash in this world was always largely identical with only minor differences.

The cleansing of Dongguan City was also approaching, so there was no need for Lin Mo to take action and do anything.

"Who is called justice, who is invincible..."

The commonly used Young and Dangerous theme song rang out. Brother Hu hurriedly pulled out his phone. Seeing the name on the caller ID, he scrambled to the storefront to answer the call in a panic.

That bowing and scraping posture made him look like a completely different person from just a moment ago.

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows with interest, and his divine sense silently followed.

"Hello, Brother Snake, I have already arranged the matter you instructed." Brother Hu's voice was full of flattery, his waist bent almost to the ground.

A cold male voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Are they virgins?"

"Absolutely! I guarantee it with my life!"

"Are their backgrounds clean?"

"Clean, absolutely clean! They all came from out of town to work. They have no family at home and no friends, completely alone. Even if something really happens, I guarantee no one will look into it."

"Hmm, I am at ease with you handling things. I will tell the Prince about this. Good work."

"Working for Brother Snake and the Prince is what I should do, what I should do! It is not hard work, not hard work at all!"

The call ended. The flattery on Brother Hu's face quickly turned into ecstasy. He gripped his phone tightly, as if holding a ticket to wealth and glory.

And over here, Lin Mo's chopsticks slowly stopped in mid-air.