"Xiao Heng, you have made a lot of money, how can you thank me?" asked Mrs. Norton with a smile on the Star Ferry back to Kowloon.

Zhang Heng looked at her deeply: "Listen to her." ”

"Really?" the sea breeze ruffled her long golden hair, blocking out the gloom that flashed in her eyes.

"Really!" The world in Zhang Heng's eyes was golden, and his heart seemed to have been hit by something, trembling slightly.

"Alright, you'll treat me to dinner later. Mrs. Norton stroked her hair and turned to admire the view of Victoria Bay.

Zhang Heng hesitated slightly, thinking that Xia Di was accompanied by Chen Yumei's sister and brother at home, and it should be no big problem, so he agreed.

The Beetle rushed out of the Star Ferry Pier, turned onto Nathan Road via Salisbury Road, then turned onto Campari Road opposite Kowloon Park, and finally entered the underground car park of a premium lift apartment.

"This is your home?" Zhang Heng said curiously.

"My friend's house. Mrs. Norton didn't say much, but took him to the first floor in the elevator, walked to the shops along the street, and soon entered a store.

"What are we doing here?" Zhang Heng wondered.

"Grocery shopping, cooking, do you have the money to treat me to a big meal?" Mrs. Norton glanced at him, and quickly walked through the department store to the fresh vegetable section inside.

Zhang Heng suddenly realized that this store still sells these things, which is really a bit unexpected to him, you know, it is 1972, not the 21st century.

"Steak, mushrooms, potatoes, lettuce," Mrs. Norton kept adding to her basket, "by the way, what else do you want to eat?"

"Or, buy a hen **, I'll stew a hen soup." Zhang Heng saw that there were slaughtered hens in the refrigerator, marked as products from Ping Shan Farm in Yuen Long.

"Will you cook?" Mrs. Norton looked up and gave him a suspicious look.

"Of course, haven't you heard, every Chinese is a chef, and I can barely be considered a big chef. Zhang Heng said confidently, "You see, this is an annual peasant hen, and the stewed soup is the most replenishing." ”

"Alright then, I'll take care of the steak and you'll take care of the chicken soup, but I don't like chicken soup very much, it tastes weird. Mrs. Norton shook her head.

"That's not handled properly, by the way, do you have any spices at your friend's house?"

"I guess there is. ”

"British?"

"Yes. ”

Zhang Heng still couldn't believe the British kitchen, he looked in the store and found ginger, garlic, cinnamon, fennel, red dates, wolfberries, and cooking wine.

"You see, so many things were bought to make hen soup. Mrs. Norton muttered, and the two of them walked to the counter with their baskets.

The shopkeeper, an Indian Sikh with a white turban, quickly counted the contents of the basket and counted the total price on paper for a while.

The price of food in Xiangjiang is not expensive, a total of more than 20 Hong Kong dollars, this is already because there are two steaks imported from Australia, Zhang Heng paid the money, and Mrs. Norton did not stop him.

"Every time the checkout is so troublesome, why doesn't he get a calculator?"

"Calculator?" Mrs. Norton patted her forehead, "Do you know how much a calculator costs?"

"How much?" Zhang Heng reacted at this time, the small calculator had just been on the market not long ago.

"$280. Mrs. Norton glanced at him.

"It's so expensive!" It's almost 1600 Hong Kong dollars, Zhang Heng nodded, the calculator of this year is indeed very expensive because of the main chip, but at most two years, the price will be quickly reduced due to the mass production of chips.

Calculators are not the direction of development in his mind, but he is very interested in the main chip of the current calculator.

This 4004 chip from Intel is the first microprocessor of this world-famous company and the world's first commercial microprocessor.

This processor, in Zhang Heng's plan, can be used as the main computing chip of the first generation of arcade machines and video game consoles.

At this time, whether it was Atari's arcade machine or Mirohua's Odyssey, it was still using transistor logic level technology (TTL) components, and there was no integrated circuit (ASIC)-based motherboard system developed.

These thoughts flashed quickly in Zhang Heng's mind, and the other person had already followed Mrs. Norton to the door of an apartment on the upper floor, Mrs. Norton took out the key and skillfully opened the door, and Zhang Heng followed her in.

All the doors in the room were open, and at a glance it was clear that Mrs. Norton's friend was also a woman.

The area of the house is about 500 square feet, and according to this lot, the total price should be in the early 40,000 Hong Kong dollars, which is also a small mansion.

"Who's going to come first?" Mrs. Norton turned on the kitchen light, which was narrow enough for only one person to turn around, and most importantly, the stove had only one outlet.

"Chicken soup takes time, so I'll do it first. Zhang Hengyi walked into the kitchen.

He blanched the whole chicken, cleaned it with cold water, added water and various accessories to the pot, boiled it over high heat, and then turned on low heat to cook it slowly.

Mrs. Norton sat on the sofa in a daze, and Zhang Heng whispered, "It's still an hour, you can do something else first." ”

"Oh, your food is troublesome, so let's watch TV. She came to her senses, stepped forward to turn on the TV, Zhang Heng deliberately observed, it was a 14-inch color TV manufactured by RCA in the United States, with its own indoor antenna, using knobs to select and tune.

The TV program is an all-English color program, and a young foreign woman is broadcasting news in English, with a red sun and the English "REDIFFUSION" underneath.

"Is this Li's voice?" Zhang Heng asked after reading the words.

"Well, it should be called Li's Yingsheng now. ”

"Wireless station?"

"No, it's still wired, and it's said that it will be changed to a wireless station in the first quarter of next year. ”

"Why don't you look at the wireless station?" Zhang Heng asked casually.

"The English program over there is not as good as the beautiful one, and the Cantonese channel has a headache to listen to. Mrs. Norton complained, "And the TV has to be set up in wireless mode, which is a real problem." ”

As the guest goes, Zhang Heng sat down and watched the news with her.

The news program was very long, and there was a change of male host in the middle, including local news, British news, and international news, except for the report on Nixon's successful re-election, there was no other major report.

At 7 o'clock, the news ended, and a British TV series began to be played, which was slow and lengthy, Zhang Heng really couldn't appreciate it, got up and went back to the kitchen, waited for a while, and returned to the restaurant with the pot.

"I'm here, you can get started. ”

It only took Mrs. Norton ten minutes to prepare the fried steak and mushroom soup, and Lin Hai sat down at the table, she turned off the TV, searched in the wine cabinet in the living room, and brought a bottle of wine.

"We don't drink red wine today, we drink whisky, which was my favourite when I was a student in London. ”

Zhang Heng watched her fill the two glasses, and said carefully: "I'm still underage, besides, doesn't the whiskey need to be added with ice?"

"In England, men and women of all ages can drink whiskey, and when I was in college, there was no refrigerator in the dormitory, so I like to drink it the most, the strong man of the future, understand?" she raised her glass and looked at Zhang Heng defiantly.

How can a man be cowardly, besides, he could drink seven or eight bottles of beer in his previous life, Zhang Heng raised his glass and touched her lightly.

"For the Young Millionaires!"

"For the beautiful lady!"

After a small bite, a hot current rushed straight into his stomach, stirring up a stirring inside, and his face was ugly.

"How's that, can you still bear it? No, you can not drink, I'll just take care of myself. With that, she took another sip and looked at him with a smile.

Zhang Heng hurriedly made a bowl of chicken soup for her and himself, "Drink some soup to replenish your stomach first, so that drinking will not hurt your body." ”

She frowned and took a sip, her face suddenly relaxed, and said with a smile: "It's delicious, there is no fishy smell." ”

"Pre-treatment is key, and seasoning is also very important. Zhang Heng said with a smile.

The two quickly finished drinking a bowl of soup, and Zhang Heng picked out some chicken for her with a knife and fork, and she also ate happily.

"Come, in order to express our praise and gratitude for your cooking skills, let's have a toast!" she raised her glass, her red lips slowly swallowed the brown liquid, and her burning eyes looked at Zhang Heng through the glass, and he had to take a big sip as well.

"Well done, that's like a man, Mr. Millionaire. She gently tapped the glass with a knife and hummed a certain tune in a low voice, the pronunciation was a little vague, Zhang Heng couldn't understand it, but she felt that the melody was good and full of emotion.

After a while, she finished humming and said with a smile, "My performance is very average." ”

"No, it's beautiful, it reminds me of my childhood. Zhang Heng said subconsciously.

She looked at him deeply: "You are very perceptive, this is the nursery rhyme of my hometown, since you like and praise my humming, then why don't you give me a drink?"

Zhang Heng had to toast with her, this time the cup was empty, she immediately got up and filled it again, Zhang Heng hurriedly shirked and said: "I can't drink more, I will go back to Lam Tin Estate later, and I will go to Sham Shui Po tomorrow evening to repay the money." ”

"No, this cup is my respect to you, thank you for helping me earn 260,000 Hong Kong dollars today. She grimaced.

"Add another 50,000 yuan owed to you, deduct the 310,000 tomorrow, and then transfer it to me. Zhang Heng immediately said, although he was already a little confused, he had already calculated this money and remembered it very clearly.

"Well, thank you very much, Mr. Millionaire, come on, cheers!" she picked up her glass, reached over and clinked it, took a big sip with her head up, and then looked at him quietly.

Zhang Heng smiled bitterly, and had to take a big sip, and suddenly felt that his head was swollen, and he stood up with the table: "I have to call Sister Xia Di and tell her that I will go back later." ”

She got up and grabbed him who was shaking, "I'll go fight, look at you, you're shaking when you walk." ”

"Okay, 2756310, the phone number of Master Chen's downstairs corporal shop, you can ask the boss to inform Master Chen and let him go to my house to talk about it. After barely speaking, Zhang Heng felt that the world was spinning, and the whole person fell.

She hurriedly grabbed him, but was caught off guard and pulled together, falling face to face on the cold marble floor.

"You, you ......" The last thing Zhang Heng remembered was a beautiful face that was slowly approaching, with bright lips opening and closing, and the voice was extremely unreal, as if it came from an extremely distant place.

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