What's more, this opponent named Qiu Wen won the MC70kg Muay Thai championship this year.

For a while, K1, which was in the limelight and was very mature in commercialization, signed a commercial contract with him for the whole league system without hesitation.

At this time, in the Hong Kong competition area, I am afraid that the entire arena has been hung with promotional posters about Qiuwen.

As well as in the relevant ticket sales outlets, the commercial promotion department, it is also all related to Qiuwen's sponsorship and peripherals.

At this time, when I look back at Gu Zheng, this treatment is a bit pitiful.

In the external publicity materials, it is a pitiful one, once in a well-known domestic free fighting column, OK the former Russian Hercules champion.

In addition, there is no superfluous publicity other than basic personal information introduction.

There were no beautifully printed autographed posters, no colourful T-shirts with his face on them, and as for the betting spots in the underground bettors, the odds for the poor player from Capital City were minimized.

Jiang Yue, who is very clear about this set of commercial operations, found that it was greasy when he arrived at the hotel arranged by the organizer.

To say that the K1 manager didn't do anything inside, he didn't believe it.

But that's fine, at least there's a little bit of benefit.

For the low-key Gu Zheng, he just regarded this place as the first stop for travel and relaxation, and if he didn't publicize it, it would be a lot less trouble.

In Gu Zheng's words, the scenery here is pleasant, and the temperature is the most suitable night in the port city, so we can have a leisurely trip as we like.

For this kind of unmotivated player, what else can Jiang Yue say, naturally follow him.

Because Jiang Yue, since the plane landed in Hong Kong City, his right eyelid has been trembling.

Regarding Gu Zheng's explanation of excessive fatigue and excessive eye use from the medical aspect, Jiang Yue scoffed.

According to his grandmother, this is a fortune in the left eye, and a disaster in the right eye.

Therefore, on this night of self-liberation, Jiang Yue followed behind Gu Zheng, not leaving an inch.

To say that the night in Kowloon City is more lively than the day.

On the one hand, the major shopping malls close late for the needs of customers who come here to purchase, but the variety of street food and the special shops that follow one after another are the most important reasons for attracting tourists and citizens to visit at night.

What's more, among the few days in Hong Kong, the most popular is the Victorian night cruise.

In the slightly humid and hot sea breeze, watching the colorful neon lights flickering on the shore, and in the rustling waves, it is interesting to pour yourself a glass of sparkling champagne.

In such a picturesque, prosperous and modern scene, a gentle conversation or a heart-to-heart encounter is a wonderful feeling for those who love to enjoy.

No, Gu Zheng was deeply attracted by the snack street along the Kowloon Shore.

Curry fish balls, fried stuffed three treasures, beef offal, rice rolls, egg waffles.

Regardless of whether it was with or without soup, Gu Zheng was stunned to use his incomparable balance ability...... The food is like flying, but the soup is not spilled.

I want to ask what Gu Zheng likes to eat most here?

It's still a slightly heavier taste, and it's very man-like Hong Kong-style offal.

According to the guidance of the dog's nose that he had experienced over the years, coupled with the help of the organizer's kind assistant, they finally found a grocery shop in the alley of Yau Ma Tei that was not afraid of the aroma of wine and the depth of the alley.

Temple Street Beef Offal, a very intimate store name, is like an inconspicuous small shop like the XX Street shop around it, but the customers who heard the news were discharged nearly ten meters away in the narrow street.

The contingent of twenty or thirty people, as if it had never diminished, continued their glory.

Because of its proximity to the port, even in the dead of night, it welcomes the boatmen who have just finished unloading and disembarking.

Therefore, this shop will not end their day until about four o'clock in the morning, in the action of the proprietress rubbing her eyes and pulling the door.

At that time, the last pot of beef offal that was simmering had already been sold, and even if there was only a little bit of juice and sauce left, it would be sucked clean with rice by the half-grown children who came to help in the shop, and the last little bit of white radish that was stewed together entered the stomach, becoming a reward for their busy night's work.

However, such a popular shop, some people will still feel uncomfortable, for the habit of queuing up to buy food, Jiang Yue is very puzzled, he likes to enjoy food quietly in an elegant, quiet and low-key environment.

He couldn't understand what kind of food could be expected in such an environment full of smoke and fire, surrounded by the exhaust of locomotives, the smell of fish, and the smell of human sweat.

Therefore, Jiang Yue, who was still quite cold and had a cold taste from the sidelines, made the most obvious difference from this group of eagerly waiting diners.

"I said Gu Zheng, this kind of shop doesn't even have a seat, and you are buying this kind of food that is inconvenient to carry. ”

"It's going to take so long, what are you trying to do!"

"Even if you just go to eat at the small restaurant next to it, it's better than this place. ”

After speaking, Jiang Yue pointed to the side, the road there was not long, but it was densely packed with small food shops where you could sit down and eat.

When he was about to persuade Gu Zheng again, Jiang Yue found out in the direction his finger was pointing...... Very ingenious, there happened to be a lean young man covered in blue and white tiger tattoos, shirtless, only wearing a white vest, sweaty and hauling ingredients to the store.

Jiang Yue, who saw this scene, quickly turned to the other side with his outstretched fingers at a very strange angle.

And that direction...... There was a fat man squatting in front of the wonton noodle shop, holding a horse scripture and looking at it happily, he squinted, swallowed the clouds with a cigarette in his mouth and took a puff, and after the ethereal smoke dispersed, the huge scars from the corners of his eyes to the corners of his mouth were revealed.

"Ahem, ahem, in fact, there is nothing wrong with eating offal, except that it may not be too full and too greasy, and there is no harm in it. ”

"Since we are here to enjoy the night view, we should integrate into the customs of the locals. ”

This time, Jiang Yue choked on his saliva.

He also grew up watching Tricky Boy when he was a child.

And the place names around this...... and the gate of the police station that he passed by, all reminded him that this is not only a shopping paradise, but also the most mixed gathering place in Hong Kong.

Jiang Yue, who is honest, has been sticking to Gu Zheng's side since then, and he is inseparable.

After calming down, he realized that the place that Gu Zheng was looking for was really good.

For before they could be lined up, the aroma of the food sold in the grocery store on Temple Street was like the small hands of a soft-mouthed woman, and began to tempt his spleen and stomach.

Jiang Yue, who was seduced by this smell, couldn't care about any image, he hurriedly copied his hands and poked his head, hoping that he would be able to line them up immediately.

When they finally got to the front of the line and walked to the shop window, the temple street beef offal did not disappoint them.

The whole pot of baked beef offal is spread on the plate, and as the proprietress fills it in a convenient bowl, it reveals its original appearance.

If you don't dislike the fatty, you can swallow it directly.

If you want to feel the multi-layered taste, you can pick up the huge sauce bottle next to it, and squeeze out the family's special sauce on top of the fragrant beef offal this night.

Whether it's sweet and sour or mustard, there's always something that will satisfy the discerning mouth.

At the price of 30 yuan, you can buy a big bowl of rising heads, and if you are a guest with a larger amount of food, you can boast about the first step, find the direction of the shopkeeper, and buy a large string of fried intestines that are enjoyable to look at at a man with a smile on his face who is busy in front of the oil pot.

This fried large intestine, which is plump in fat and golden and crispy in appearance, is a thorough attempt to make the meat oily.

It is an unbearable food for diners who prefer light flavors.

But in that materially scarce era of the Hong Kong City, and in the area where the low-income people begged for a living, such as Yau Ma Tei Temple Street, this kind of snack was simply the most perfect food to replenish energy for the strong laborers who did physical work.