Food: Random stalls, customers chase me for ten blocks

The fish was eaten alive, but the taste was not good.

"Ape shit, it's all monkey shit!"

Zhang Jianjun looked at the plates of fish with lees on the table in the courtyard, his eyes shining.

He walked briskly with Maotai in his hand.

The driver behind him drove the car to the garage silently.

Lin Zhou almost died of laughter. Uncle Zhang is over 60 years old, but he didn't expect that he can say Internet buzzwords very well.

"I just brought some good wine. Let's try it. What kind of fish is this? It smells so good!"

I have to say that this fish with lees looks really good.

Fried until crispy, the color is no longer golden, but bright grass red. The fish meat, which was originally a bit dry, is bright and appetizing after being fried with red oil sauce. It is simply beautiful to the heart.

"Wine lees fish, a good dish to go with wine, I tell you."

Lin Zhou took the wine handed over by Uncle Zhang, raised his hand and saw that it was Maotai. He had to go to the stall soon, so how could he drink this.

"I have to go to the stall at 6 o'clock. I made a lot and sold some. I'm afraid I can't drink this wine. I'm afraid I'll get drunk."

"Then drink something else. Do you have other wine?"

"There is rice wine. Wine lees are used to make wine lees fish. The rice wine is still there."

"Then drink rice wine."

Lin Zhou responded and asked the aunt to bring the rice wine.

A group of people gathered in the courtyard to eat wine lees fish.

Lin Zhou also handed the wine lees fish of the housekeepers to them.

Mr. Lin, who had been busy all day, began to taste his work.

A cup of rice wine and a plate of fish with lees.

Zhang Jianjun and Lin Zhou didn't even change their seats, they just sat in the pavilion in the yard and started eating.

The rest of the people stood in front of the iron pot in the yard, holding chopsticks and eating without raising their heads.

The fish with lees that had just come out of the pot was still steaming.

The small pieces of fish meat were marinated, air-dried and fried, becoming even smaller.

With the wine, one piece at a time, it was so delicious.

The fish meat tasted completely different from the tender taste of ordinary fish meat. The hard texture was a little bit difficult to bite, but if you chewed it carefully, you could taste the aroma of wine that blended with the fish meat. The lees of the rice wine also had a little sweetness, which quickly suppressed the spicy taste of the chili after it came to your head, forming a distinct salty and spicy taste.

The spiciness was just slightly spicy, and the sweetness in the rice wine naturally enhanced the flavor, making the taste of the fish meat last for a long time.

The more you chew the fish, the more delicious it tastes.

It is suitable for drinking wine slowly and having a piece from time to time.

The perfect seasoning makes the taste of the ingredients reach the extreme, becoming an unsurpassed delicacy that is amazing.

After tasting the fish with lees, the driver of the Zhang family looked at the housekeepers and nannies standing next to him eating fish with different eyes.

What a godly employer!

The dishes are so delicious.

Seeing that housekeeper Sun and the others looked accustomed to it, they must be able to eat such delicious food often, right?

The driver's envious eyes could not be concealed.

Now he finally understood why the Zhang father and son gave gifts to Mr. Lin whenever they had nothing to do.

Even for this bite of food, you have to build a good relationship.

As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor, and it is probably convenient to eat for free!

The driver still had to drive. He didn't drink alcohol, and he ate a small piece of fish at a time. He was so excited that he wanted to take out a bowl of rice to eat it. It must be very delicious.

Wow, it smells so good!

Is Mr. Lin still in need of a driver? Can he work two jobs?

The driver felt more and more distressed the more he ate.

If he couldn't eat such delicious food often, he might as well not have tasted it in the first place.

If he hadn't eaten it, he wouldn't know how delicious it was, and he wouldn't miss it all the time.

What a mistake!

"Do you want white rice? It feels a bit salty after eating too much."

In the pavilion, Lin Zhou drank a glass of rice wine and ate a lot of fish, and he felt hungrier and hungrier.

It would be good to put a bowl of this thing in the room as a snack at night. It smells very good if you touch it from time to time.

"Give me a bowl. How did you make the fish so fragrant and fresh? Although it's dry, it's fried very fragrantly and tastes amazing."

Zhang Jianjun was so satisfied with the meal that he really wondered how some people's hands were so long that they could be so magical.

"Of course, who am I? It's not too much to call myself a contemporary chef, right?"

Lin Zhou listened to Zhang Jianjun's praise and smiled uncontrollably.

Although he is no longer a teenager, his confident and flamboyant smile can make people feel the vitality that belongs to young people.

This is exactly what Zhang Jianjun, who is over 50 years old, has long lost.

Zhang Jianjun

Looking at Lin Zhou like this, his eyes were filled with the unique tolerance and kindness of an elder.

"Not too much, not too much. I'll give you a banner to hang on your tricycle tomorrow, and write the four characters of Contemporary Kitchen God."

Lin Zhou's mind could not help imagining that scene, and his expression suddenly became humble.

"Then there is no need to close down. People should be low-key. I am still young and there is room for improvement."

Zhang Jianjun has never lost his smile when he gets along with Lin Zhou.

The two of them had breakfast and dinner like this.

After finishing at around five o'clock, Lin Zhou hurriedly moved two large barrels of wine lees fish to the brand new fish stall tricycle to prepare for the stall.

The fish stall provided by the system is fully equipped with pots, grills and other things, all of which were dismantled by Lin Zhou. Today, when selling wine lees fish, just put two barrels.

Tomorrow, when selling fried small fish or grilled fish, use it.

After Lin Zhou left, housekeeper Sun and others cleaned the villa and went off work together.

He was also carrying a packaged fish with fermented lees.

......

Nanbin Vegetable Market.

The vegetable market is usually the most crowded in the morning and evening.

Some people go to buy vegetables in the morning, and naturally some people go to the vegetable market after get off work in the evening to buy vegetables.

But the vegetables in the evening may not be as fresh as in the morning, after all, they have been outside for a day.

Especially in summer, the vegetables have been exposed to the sun for a day, and they have to be watered constantly, otherwise the moisture will be lost, and they will look even less fresh. How can unfresh vegetables be sold?

When Lin Zhou arrived at the place, he saw that there were people selling vegetables on the roadside at the intersection of the street where the vegetable market was located. Looking forward, people were coming and going, and there was no end in sight.

This was much more crowded than when he came at three or four in the morning.

He looked at the vendors selling vegetables on the roadside who had seriously affected the traffic and suddenly doubted, is there really no urban management to drive them away?

Thinking about the place where he had set up a stall before, maybe because of the time, he had not encountered urban management.

When he first started to set up a stall, he checked online which places were likely to be driven away by the urban management.

Or where it was not allowed to set up a stall, he checked.

This was the first time he encountered this situation.

Lin Zhou struggled to move slowly among the crowds of people selling vegetables and buying vegetables on the roadside.

The crowd was so crowded that the tricycle could not be driven, and he could only move slowly with the crowd.

An old lady who was buying vegetables saw a fish sign hanging on his tricycle and curiously followed him to ask what fish he was selling.

He had never experienced this kind of scene of selling while walking, and when faced with the old lady who was asking enthusiastically, he suddenly couldn't speak clearly.

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(I just finished writing two chapters and was ready to take a break, but I saw that a big guy gave me the gift king. Who can resist this? I must add more!)