The waiter supported himself on the cashier with one hand and looked at Lin Xi, who had just left the father and son, who had just taken his eyes back from outside the door.

"Boy, I said you are stupid. You don't want someone to help you pay. What should I do now? If you really can't find someone to pay for you, then I can only call Sir to deal with it."

Lin Xi rolled his eyes and spread his hands and said, "If he helped you not out of kindness, but wanted you to be grateful to him like a dog, would you accept such help?"

Seeing that the waiter hesitated and did not speak, Lin Xi sighed in his heart.

He never expected that the middle-aged diner just now was Ni Shi, one of the four famous talents in Hong Kong, and a poor boy who could not even afford a meal, actually said something to want the other son to look good.

This is like a joke no matter how you look at it!

As the memory in this body became clearer, Lin Xi finally understood the situation of "his own".

He was born in a single-parent family and his mother passed away from illness when she was very young, so there was almost no trace of her mother in the memory of this body.

My father, Lin Shu, is a well-known writer in the Hong Kong literary world. When he was at his most popular, he was very popular with the four talents of Jin Yong, Ni Shi, Huang Zhen and Cai Lan. He wrote several martial arts novels. The name Lin Xi had never even heard of it in his previous life, but it was quite popular among readers in this time and space.

At that time, Lin Shu's works were often the target of publishers' competition. Often, his new book had just had an idea, and someone was willing to pay for the copyright immediately, which was also unique in the Hong Kong literary world.

Lin Xi searched through the memories of his previous life but found no trace of Lin Shu. At this point, he became more and more sure that he had come to an era that was skewed from the history of his previous life.

Another discovery was that Lin Xi discovered that his memory suddenly improved after traveling through time. His previous life experience was like a movie clip. As long as he closed his eyes, he could "replay" it vividly in his purpose.

This made Lin Xi feel excited and a little confused. Although he had memories that had appeared in more than 30 years, this era was different from those in his memory, so he was not sure which of these things in his memory were useful and which were useless.

Everything has to be verified slowly by him.

"Hey, I said, have you thought of someone who can help you pay the bill? I don't have time to waste time with you here. If I can't think of any solution, I will call the police."

The waiter's impatient voice interrupted Lin Xi's contemplation.

"Do you take temporary workers here? I can work to repay the meal."

Seeing that the waiter was hesitant, Lin Xi took out the resident ID card from his pocket. This was the only thing he had with him after he came over.

Although the historical details of this time and space are somewhat different from those in Lin Xi’s memory, the general direction is still the same. In order to prevent the wave of immigration smuggling, Hong Kong began to implement an arrest and resolving policy in 1980, this year, stipulating that all Hong Kong residents over 15 years old must bring their ID cards in public places, and violators will be fined HK$100.

Nowadays, Hong Kong people can forget to bring their wallets when they go out, but they must not forget to bring their ID cards. Otherwise, when they walk on the street, they will see that there is something wrong with the police and come forward to ask you to show your ID card. If they can't take it out, they will be arrested as a smuggler.

The waiter picked up Lin Xi's ID card and compared it to himself.

"Oh, you are only sixteen years old, and you are still studying, right? How many years old are you?"

"Dropping out of school." Lin Xi felt a little embarrassed when he said this.

My father Lin Shu is usually busy with writing and has no time to take care of his son, so he can only make up for it in material life, which has caused the "willfulness" of the former owner of this body.

Originally, Lin Shu spent a lot of effort to send him to the famous Saint Fang Ji Academy in Hong Kong, but this guy kept skipping classes and skipping school after less than a year of study. In the end, the school had no choice but to fire him.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Shu would definitely not allow his son to drop out of school before he finished high school. However, in the past year, Lin Shu's career has also encountered major setbacks. He drowns his sorrows all day long, and of course he has no time to care about this disobedient son.

No need to study anymore, this should be the best news for Lin Xi who has traveled through time.

I had enough of the days of sitting in the classroom to study in my previous life. Although this time often becomes a nostalgic memory after many years, I guess not many people would be willing to go through it again.

"Our restaurant hires temporary workers, but just washes dishes. Judging from your tender skin, you probably haven't lived any hard days before. Can you do it?"

The waiter returned the ID card to Lin Xi, and his tone was somewhat ridiculous and ridiculous.

Lin Xi spread his hands very poorly: "Anyway, I don't have money on me, and I can't find anyone to come and pay the bills for me. If you think I can't do this job, then call the police."

The waiter was choked by this and had to take a closer look at the boy who was eating the king's meal.

"Boy, you are ruthless! Wait, I'll go and tell the boss... Also, there are people at the door who are staring at you, don't think about running away with tricks!"

The waiter was indeed a little worried about Lin Xi, but in fact he was really worried. Lin Xi not only didn't want to run away, but also wanted to stay very much.

Now Lin Shu owes publishers a lot of debts. In the past, the days of enjoying and drinking are already far away from Lin Xi. The thing Lin Xi needs to consider most is to support himself first.

Although there are memories in my mind that exceeds this era for more than 30 years, this cannot change the fact that Lin Xi is only sixteen years old now. No matter what kind of job you apply for, no one will miss you. After thinking about it, only jobs like washing dishes and washing dishes are more suitable.

This restaurant has a good business and there must be a great demand for dishwashers. The key is that Lin Xi still owes the other party money. No matter what era, the one who owes money is the only one that the old man can put it all.

Of course, Hong Kong in the 1980s was not always so "warm". Lin Xi was so confident because he believed that the restaurants that were often visited by cultural people like Ni Shi and his father must have been "clean". If there was any food stall on the street, if Lin Xi was still so arrogant after eating the King's meal, he might have been chased by the boss.

Regarding the situation of gangs, Lin Xi later realized that the gang forces in this time and space are still huge, but they act much lower-key than Lin Xi imagined. This is mainly due to the advance establishment of the Hong Kong Independent Commission Against Corruption and the police's multiple large-scale anti-gang operations in the 1970s. These are quite different from Lin Xi's memories of his previous life.

Sure enough, not long after, the waiter came back and told Lin Xi that the boss agreed to pay for the meal by working in the last job, but the hourly wage was very low.

From his meal of more than 100 yuan, Lin Xi had probably inferred the prices of this era. He immediately stopped doing this when he heard this. He shouted that the waiter called the police to arrest him, saying that he would rather go to the work room for such wages.

At first, the waiter thought that a teenager like Lin Xi who had little social experience was easy to deceive, but Lin Xi's reaction was far beyond his expectations. In desperation, he had to go to the boss to discuss it again.

Finally, after doubled the wages, Lin Xi reluctantly agreed.

On the way to the kitchen, Lin Xi learned that the waiter's name was Aqiang, and then called him "Brother Qiang" one by one. It seemed that the two of them were very familiar with each other before.

Such a behavior was a bit beyond A Qiang's expectations. He thought Lin Xi was a thorny boy, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so well-informed.

"You guy is interesting. If you don't know anything in the future, you can ask me. Of course, don't think I will help you by calling me Brother Qiang. Don't even think about being lazy!"

As Aqiang said that, he pushed open the kitchen door. The first thing that caught his eye was a mountain of dishes piled up on a large iron table.

Lin Xi was stunned.

"I'm all washing myself?"

"This is only part of it, and dishes will be kept coming in later." A Qiang patted Lin Xi's shoulder and turned around and was about to leave.

Lin Xi was about to repent and said that he had to do it, but the door of the kitchen next door was suddenly pushed open, and a young man wearing a high chef's hat hurried out with a plate of lobsters.

"A Qiang, you're here just in time. This is the Australian lobster from 18 tables of guests. You can send it here quickly."

The other party stuffed the plate into Aqiang's hands without saying a word. He turned around and was about to go back, but found that Aqiang was still in a daze and suddenly became a little angry.

"Why are you still standing there? The other party's guest is waiting for it. You can send it here quickly."

Although he was a little reluctant, Aqiang seemed to be a little afraid of the chef and left without saying a word.

Lin Xi didn't care about Aqiang's departure because all his attention was focused on the chef's face.

At this time, the other party also noticed the strange expression on Lin Xi's face, stopped unconsciously, and stared at Lin Xi.

"What, is there anything dirty on my face?"

Lin Xi shook his head, but was extremely surprised in his heart, because he knew the other person, or more accurately, he knew the other person's face.

"Are you... Cheng Long?"
Chapter completed!