Food: Random stalls, customers chase me for ten blocks

On Tuesday, I couldn't find Mr. Lin's stall again.

On Wednesday, the old customers could still hold back.

The new customers who had just seen the charm of Mr. Lin's cooking skills could not hold back at all.

There were also tourists who came to Changzhong Temple to check in according to the online guide, and they always asked about the braised pork rolls.

In order to know the latest news about Mr. Lin, the little monks in the temple secretly lurked in the major Mr. Lin fan groups to get the news as soon as possible.

"Master, isn't the braised pork roll stall at the entrance of the temple open?"

A tourist who came from another place to check in specially, after touring the temple, did not find the internet-famous braised pork roll, so he asked the monks at the entrance of the temple.

"Amitabha, I don't know either."

The monk looked compassionate, but his expression was normal.

The pain in his heart could not be expressed!

He also wanted to know where Boss Lin had set up his stall.

Every day at noon, he would stare outside the temple.

They were both vegetarian dishes, but he didn't understand why the fire monk in the temple made them so bad!

"I didn't feel that way at first, but after eating the vegetarian roll and then the food in the temple... Can't the monks eat something good!?"

The monk curled his lips at this moment, and he had a deep resentment towards the cook monk.

But in a flash, he couldn't help but feel that this was not good!

"Amitabha, I actually had a grudge..."

He quickly chanted a Buddhist name in a low voice.

Another sentence came to my mind!

"It's so delicious. Where did the donor who set up the stall go?"

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On the other hand, Wen Nan, who has been fascinated by metaphysics, became interested in fortune-telling after failing to find Boss Lin after praying to the gods two days ago.

After get off work today, he went to the entrance of the park or under the overpass, where fortune-tellers are likely to appear, to find out where Boss Lin is.

There is no new news yet.

Wu Chang, who is responsible for looking for Boss Lin's news online, took his team to check the news on major platforms such as dy and Weibo.

There was nothing to be found.

Not only was there no news, but also bad news.

As he searched and found that many netizens in the same city were posting to find Boss Lin, Wu Chang inevitably felt anxious.

Originally, their strategy was to keep a low profile. Boss Lin didn't like to be famous. There were too many people, and it was unknown whether he would set up a stall.

But what's the use of just having this cognition among the people in their group?

Boss Lin's fame in the city has been soaring since last week, and he has even become a bit well-known on the Internet.

Especially the guy who gave up becoming a monk to eat braised pork rolls, and he even started a live broadcast, which has made the popularity high.

Old diners who have not been able to find any news have begun to suspect that Boss Lin is too popular and wants to avoid the popularity, so he has not set up a stall this week.

It's already Thursday.

Dabao, who hasn't eaten big bones for many days, went out to the streets and alleys to look for Boss Lin during the day, and slept restlessly at night.

Even Gao Jiazhi was annoyed and didn't sleep well for several days.

Both eyes were hung with dark circles.

"Dabao, don't cry, we have run everywhere we can, but we can't find Boss Lin. We can only rely on fate."

Looking at Dabao lying on the ground sobbing and crying.

Gao Jiazhi's mouth twitched twice.

"Woo woo~~"

Dabao pretended not to hear and immersed himself in his own sad world.

Seeing that comfort was useless, Gao Jiazhi helplessly lay on the sofa and watched videos.

Then he came across a missing person notice.

An idea flashed in his mind, and he stared at the missing person notice, and his eyes lit up.

Then he opened the diners group and started to look through the photos in the group to see if he could find a photo of Boss Lin, and then put up a missing person notice on the local TV station to see if he could find the person.

"Dabao, wait, your dad has found a good way. If he can find Boss Lin, he will take you to a big meal."

"Hehe, I am really a genius!"

Gao Jiazhi excitedly saved the photos and searched online for how to post a missing person notice on TV?

"Does the TV station need to go through a reporter before it can publish the missing person notice?"

"First, we need to confirm whether the missing person has lost contact or has been missing for 24 hours before we can go to the police station to report the case. Only after the police confirm that they have accepted the case can we find a reporter to broadcast the missing person notice on TV?"

Looking at the searched information, Gao Jiazhi was dumbfounded.

Can't you post this missing person notice by paying?

He doesn't even have the contact information of Boss Lin, is it feasible to report the case?

?

After finally coming up with a solution, Gao Jiazhi hesitated for a long time, but was reluctant to give up and wanted to try it.

He took the photo and Dabao to the police station to consult, and if it didn't work, he would talk about it later.

Dabao thought he was going out to find Boss Lin, and when he went out of the community, he started looking for people skillfully.

"Don't run, I'll take you to ask the police uncle, if you have something to ask the police uncle, you know."

Dabao was dragged back, and then the man and the dog came to the nearby police station.

It was the first time for Gao Jiazhi to come to such a serious place, and he felt a little guilty, but the mood of wanting to find Boss Lin prevailed. He took the photo of Lin Zhou feeding the dog and consulted the police.

"Um, police uncle, I want to consult, if you put an advertisement in the newspaper to find someone, what is the process?"

"Is anyone missing?"

The police on duty heard Gao Jiazhi's words and immediately asked seriously.

"I am your only brother. We don't usually contact each other, but he often goes out to sell snacks. I haven't seen him setting up a stall for many days."

The police listened to Gao Jiazhi's description with a serious expression, and then asked.

"Do you have your brother's name, ID card, phone number, photo? Or any information to find him or his place? Please tell me in detail."

Gao Jiazhi only knew that Boss Lin's name was Lin Zhou.

If he had the other party's phone number, he would not want to post a missing person notice.

He really didn't say a word!

"It's Lin Zhou..."

Gao Jiazhi said a name, and didn't dare to say anything.

Then the police on the opposite side also felt something was wrong.

The look in his eyes looking at Gao Jiazhi was full of oppression.

"You have to think about it before you speak. This is the police station."

Gao Jiazhi couldn't stand such pressure, and immediately told the story and his thoughts like pouring beans.

The police's expression was more and more difficult to describe the more he listened.

What's wrong with kids nowadays? In order to find a stall owner who doesn't set up a stall regularly, they actually thought of posting a missing person notice.

"We can't accept your case. It's his freedom to set up a stall wherever and whenever he wants. You can't bother him by posting a notice in the newspaper just because you can't find the stall owner..."

Gao Jiazhi's idea was aborted before it even started, and the police officer kept him there to do some ideological work for a while.

In the end, the man and the dog walked out of the police station in a depressed mood.

They looked at each other and cried because of each other's stupidity.

Why did he think this method was good at that time!

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(Chapter 5)