Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled-Chapter 594 - 387: Foreigner’s Super Restaurant

Chapter 594: Chapter 387: Foreigner’s Super Restaurant

Xiangjiang, the Out-of-Towner Super Restaurant.

In this dense city, a ninety-square-meter house can be divided into eighteen units.

Each unit averages less than ten square meters, and that’s not even the most extreme part.

The most extreme are the “cage homes”, where a bed is separated by iron cages.

This is the living space for one person.

Despite the exaggerated living conditions, those who live here earn at least ten to twenty thousand a month.

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Whether they are dishwashers or security guards, the starting salary is over ten thousand.

Most of the people living in this environment are out-of-towners, hence the Super Restaurant here is also called Out-of-Towner.

The Out-of-Towner Super Restaurant, having been in business for over a year, is especially booming, employing no less than ten dishwashers alone.

As for the waitstaff who greet guests and clean tables, there are over thirty.

That doesn’t even include the chefs.

The Out-of-Towner Super Restaurant has two floors, each with an area of about five hundred square meters.

Enough to simultaneously accommodate hundreds of diners.

Since its opening here, the media have voluntarily reported on it two or three times.

Mainly because of its incredibly low prices.

A 15-yuan buffet per person is common in the Mainland, but in Xiangjiang, it’s practically an oddity.

And the variety of dishes is particularly rich.

From the day it opened, if you wanted to eat here, you had to queue.

If you happen to come during mealtime, you won’t get your turn to serve yourself food without waiting seven or eight minutes.

Some reporters have even done the math for it, starting with Xiangjiang’s well-known high property prices.

For such a large two-story venue, even though it’s not on the busiest street of Xiangjiang.

Located under these pigeon houses, you shouldn’t even dream of a yearly rent less than thirty million.

As for the prices they offer, just ensuring the monthly income of the employees without losing money is already quite an achievement.

The annual rent of tens of millions is definitely going to be a loss, and in fact, it is so.

The Out-of-Towner Restaurant, priced at 15 yuan per person, simply cannot recoup the investment costs.

What can be recovered is only the reputation among the out-of-towners.

Chen An’an honestly stayed here for a day or two, in contrast to the mountain top villa.

Here, people eat simply to live and fill their stomachs.

After eating, they either rest for a while or immediately get back to their day’s work.

In any case, you can hardly see any enjoyment of life on their faces.

This is the extreme contrast between the mountain top villa and the lower-class masses.

She adapted quite well, whereas Er Piya wanted to go home after just two days.

Chen Pingsheng ignored her and kept her here for training.

Shen Youwei and Zhao Yingying also accompanied the two young ladies.

As for Fat Madam, she has been working here for over a year and has gotten to know many people.

They used to be neighbors and now they often greet each other.

According to her, although there are many middle-aged people here who seem stingy about spending on themselves to the extreme,

Once they enter the casino, it’s like they become someone else.

Fat Madam pointed out two middle-aged men with messy hair and dirty faces, saying, “Those two work at the construction site, handle rebar and move cement, very tolerant, don’t like to talk much, but go to the casino three or four times a month, they say, having been poor all their lives, if not gambling, what else can they rely on to turn things around.”

“Did they manage to turn things around?” Chen An’an curiously asked. Fat Madam whispered,

“How could they turn things around? Of course, they win little and lose a lot. In those places, if you win you can’t stop, and if you lose you only sink deeper. These two have been working construction for almost twenty years, not even able to marry, it goes to show all their money has gone there.”

Compared to the rich, the poor are actually more prone to gambling.

Mainly because of the thrill, when life lacks passion, many people seek solace from it.

Not just these two people loved gambling, many who came here enjoyed it too.

On payday, most of them would team up for a couple of rounds.

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Some were homeless bachelors; losing their money didn’t matter much to them.

But the majority were not like that. They were married with kids back on the Mainland and came here purely to make money.

This group was often able to keep a bit of control.

Those who couldn’t control themselves ended up with divorce.

“Losing in nine out of ten bets” is not a joke.

Fat Madam couldn’t understand why the big boss sent his daughter to work as a waitress in such a place.

Maybe it wasn’t just for the fun of it, but rather to observe the actual life of those struggling at the bottom.

In fact, the life of the poor is often more oppressive, lacking a sense of achievement.

Thus, lacking a way to release emotions.

Naturally, gambling became a popular pastime for many.

Some could win hundreds of thousands in one night, while most could lose an entire month’s salary in just a few hours.

Foreigner’s restaurant not only gathered these people, but it also attracted former street gangsters.

Like the old man with half-white hair, he loved to talk about the old days in Causeway Bay.

Haonan was no legend; he was originally slapped in an incident at Mei Yanfang’s music hall and was subsequently hacked to death on the street.

Many people reminisce about Xiangjiang of the nineties, feeling that it was a time when jianghu people had a place.

But the toughest ones were usually those who smuggled in from the Mainland.

Some indeed made it through the paths of jianghu and now can decently clink glasses with Chen Pingsheng.

But they couldn’t sit at the main table.

Just having their business card was considered a great honor; these people had long switched to wearing suits and black ties.

Many more were eliminated by the jianghu.

Just like this white-haired old man, he was relatively lucky; he truly respected that big brother.

But it was precisely because of this loyalty that he ended up stuffed in a sack and thrown into the sea.

The reason was his underling offended a second-generation wealthy, and the big brother slapped the offender without asking questions, in defense of his underling.

By the next day, he was drowned.

As for his underling, he had already fled overseas and never dared to return to Xiangjiang till his death.

In the eighties and nineties in Xiangjiang, such incidents were too numerous to count.

After the 1997 handover, the chaotic Xiangjiang finally cut off the jianghu path.

Those who were once jianghu people, including the Xiang Family head, could only reminisce about past glories.

Chen An’an felt an extreme sense of suppression here.

Everyone might have once hoped to grapple for that slim chance to change their destiny when they were young.

Some staked their lives and then lost it.

Some fought hard but ended up laboring their entire lives.

Others were diligent and dedicated, sticking to their positions; they might not be happy, but their wives and children back home were their biggest motivation.

These people could thus control their inner desires and could retire to a big house in the rural Mainland.

Many more prefer to gamble, perhaps not because they liked gambling.

But because they saw no hope in life.

And these people often ended up being the most miserable.

Skimping on food and clothing, they bet all their savings, hoping their bicycle would turn into a motorcycle.

But the price of hoping to upgrade from a bicycle to a motorcycle was losing even their broken bicycle.