The dumplings were so delicious that they were all sold out.

"Boss, are all your buns handmade?"

Those who can go out for a walk late at night are basically not in a hurry. They buy buns and eat them while they are still hot at Lin Zhou's stall.

After they feel the deliciousness of the buns, they can't help but praise them.

Such delicious buns, you can tell they are not semi-finished products after taking a bite.

If the semi-finished products have this taste, they would have been sold out long ago, and all major breakfast shops would probably buy them to sell.

This is the first time they have eaten it.

So it must be handmade by the boss himself.

"Yes, they are all made from the ingredients bought at the vegetable market every morning."

Lin Zhou saw that everyone was eating happily, and his face was also filled with smiles.

He didn't eat the red bean paste buns and barbecued pork buns today.

These two will be sold tomorrow.

He must have eaten at home and then set up a stall.

"Boss, you are really good at cooking. This is the first time I have eaten such delicious buns."

"Yes, these red bean paste buns are sweet but not greasy. The dense taste makes me, a big man who doesn't like sweet food, can't help but eat four. I have never bought red bean paste buns before, but I didn't expect them to be so delicious."

The thin man looked at the red bean paste buns in his hand with admiration.

Chubby and round, it made him, a big man, see the word cute in food for the first time.

The small buns are the size of a palm. For girls, they are quite big buns, but for him, they are two bites each.

After taking a bite, his mouth is full. The fragrance of red beans and the soft dough make it an incomparable enjoyment to eat in the mouth.

At this moment, he completely fell in love with red bean paste buns.

Sweet bean paste is not only sweet, but also fragrant. When you eat it, your mood will really improve.

No wonder those little girls love sweets.

"I think barbecued pork buns are more delicious, with a rich taste. I didn't like this kind of sweet and salty thing before, but now I taste it and it tastes really good."

For people who love meat, barbecued pork buns are more delicious.

The pork used for barbecued pork is quite tender pork. It is first marinated with onions to remove the fishy smell, and then seasoned with barbecued pork sauce and baked.

The roasted pork has a barbecue aroma, and it is fried and thickened. It has a rich taste, salty and delicious, and a hint of sweetness. Every bite is a surprise.

Watching them eat and talk, the diners who have not bought it in the queue behind are almost eager to see it.

"Boss, are there still many buns? The handsome guys and beautiful girls in front should buy less and leave some for the people behind!"

Xiao Wang watched the tall steamer on the first base gradually become shorter, and he was so anxious that he wanted to cut in line.

If he was not afraid of being beaten, he really wanted to cut in line.

"You don't have to queue up at the back! There are not many buns left."

Lin Zhou knew the number of buns very well. He only sold 200 buns a day, and there were less than 30 buns left. There were still many people queuing up behind him, so there were definitely not enough to sell.

Seeing someone speak up, he took the opportunity to persuade the diners in the queue to leave.

Except for the newcomers, the people in the queue who had been standing for a long time were reluctant to leave.

He had been waiting for a long time. If he left now, what if his buns were not sold out by the time it was his turn?

Wouldn't it be a waste of time to queue up?

Still not giving up, he wanted to wait.

No one thought he was the unlucky one, and he would definitely be able to buy it.

As a result, a guy didn't behave like a human being and bought 20 buns by himself. After Lin Zhou packed them, there were exactly 20 buns.

This meant that the remaining buns were bought by him alone.

The diners standing behind him widened their eyes at the empty steamer.

"Fuck, brother, you can't play like this, I've been waiting for a long time, and you don't even leave me a bun?"

At this moment, he felt heartache for the first time.

He watched himself queue up for a long time, and finally it was his turn, but the buns were bought by the people in front of him.

This excitement is not something that ordinary people can bear.

The diners covered their chests with disbelief.

When he heard that the buns were sold out, Xiao Wang's face changed drastically. He stepped over the people in front of him and walked to Lin Zhou's stall. He also saw the empty steamer and his eyes turned red.

"Ah! My buns!"

Xiao Wang screamed miserably and turned to look at the diners who were carrying two bags of buns and had not yet left.

Knowing that the buns were gone, the diners who had been queuing for half a day all looked at the young man.

The young man also knew that he had offended everyone, so he held the buns in his arms and looked at these people with a vigilant face, fearing that they would come up to snatch them.

"Why? It's not like you can't buy 20 at a time. I can eat them all, right?"

After the young man finished speaking, he stepped back step by step, as if he was determined to defend the buns to the death. Seeing that no one was doing anything radical, he turned around and ran away.

A group of diners:......

How dare you buy twenty buns at a time if you are so cowardly!

The diners who didn't buy any buns saw the young man running away, and they all surrounded Lin Zhou's stall.

They pulled the tricycle one by one, not letting him go, crying.

"Boss, are you out of stock?"

"Boss, can't you make more buns? It's still early!"

"That's right, we can wait!"

"Boss, please have pity on me. I will starve to death if I can't eat the buns you make!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I haven't had dinner yet, boss, I want to eat buns~"

Lin Zhou:......

"No more, really no more. I make 200 buns a day. These are all packed in advance and brought out to the stall. I close the stall after they are sold out."

Lin Zhou said helplessly.

His task is to sell 200 buns every day, and leave work early if he sells out early.

There is no need to increase the difficulty of the task, so there is no limit on the purchase.

For the diners who didn't buy, he can only say sorry.

There will always be people who can't eat, if not them, it will be others.

Lin Zhou has full confidence in his cooking skills.

"The stall will be open at 8 o'clock. If you don't buy, you can come earlier tomorrow."

After saying that, Lin Zhou quickly packed up his things and left.

When the diners saw that Lin Zhou really closed the stall, they had no choice.

They looked at the back of the tricycle leaving pitifully.

Wen Nan sighed leisurely, there would be no buns to eat tomorrow morning.

When he bought buns, he and Xiao Wang ate them one by one while waiting in line.

Seeing Xiao Wang so sad, he comforted Xiao Wang in return.

"It's okay, we'll come back tomorrow night."

"The boss has been selling buns with different flavors these days. I wonder what flavor the boss will make tomorrow."

Xiao Wang was not very happy to hear the comfort.

Instead, he looked at Wen Nan listlessly.

"The team has to meet the deadline tomorrow, so they will definitely work overtime at night. Don't think about it."

After saying that, Xiao Wang looked at the time. It was just a little after nine o'clock, and the boss of the bun stall had closed the stall.

When they come here after overtime, let alone buns, I'm afraid there won't be anyone.

Wen Nan: "?"

When was the news? How come he didn't know?

Wen Nan's expression also became sad.

He couldn't say any words of comfort.

......

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