Food: Random stalls, customers chase me for ten blocks

The noodles were so delicious that they were so tender.

"How delicious is it?"

The noodles were sour and spicy, soft and smooth, and chewy. They were sour, salty and spicy, with flavors in the taste. The taste was progressive, and it caught her taste buds at once.

Both the noodles and the ingredients absorbed a lot of flavors of the seasonings.

It was strong but not salty, fresh and spicy, and the crispy vegetables tasted completely different from the noodles, but they were mixed together to enrich the taste. The overall taste was immediately spicy and refreshing.

The shredded chicken was very thin, not woody, and the fresh taste was completely different from the shredded chicken cold noodles she had eaten before.

And after taking a bite, the overall taste of the cold noodles was dry, fragrant and oily.

It was magical, but very fragrant, without the feeling of eating wet noodles soaked in soup.

It was the first time that the woman had eaten such delicious cold noodles.

In an instant, the anger of seeing her husband not coming home after work and eating alone outside disappeared completely.

If there were such delicious cold noodles downstairs in her company, she would not be able to resist.

"You feed too slowly, I will eat it myself."

The woman took the cold noodles directly from her husband and ate them in big mouthfuls.

Wang Yanghui, who was greedy, kept swallowing his saliva. The sour and spicy food would make his mouth water and secrete saliva. He was hungry just by imagining it.

"Let's go, let's buy another bowl. I wanted to bring it to you, but don't you usually lose weight at night? I was afraid of ruining your plan, so I didn't bring it."

Wang Yanghui silently made up for himself, otherwise he would not be able to get over the matter of eating alone.

"Hurry up, the child is asleep at home, no one is watching, I'm worried."

"Your company doesn't pay much for overtime, what's the point of working overtime, you might as well go home early to help the child with homework, you don't know how frustrated I am when I help the child with homework at night, I'm so angry that I want to beat the child, you are the only one who knows how to be lazy."

Wang Yanghui looked like he was being scolded, he nodded to everything he said, but he never mentioned leaving work early.

"This cold noodles taste good, right? The boss doesn't open the stall until 10 o'clock in the evening. If I come back after I go home, why bother going back and forth? It's better to work overtime to earn a few dozen yuan in overtime pay, and buy cold noodles for you after get off work, right?"

The woman thought it made sense, the cold noodles were indeed delicious.

"Can you set up a stall here in Ziyuan Building?"

The woman who followed the boss into the park looked at Lin Zhou who was setting up a stall at the entrance of the building and was very confused.

"No way. I heard from my colleagues that the boss has someone above him, and he got in through the back door. He must have some connections, otherwise he would have been driven away by the security guards."

"That's right. I see there's not even a supermarket or convenience store downstairs in your building, so how can there be a roadside stall?"

There were still several people queuing in front of Lin Zhou's stall.

Wang Yanghui took his wife to wait at his colleague's table first, and he went to queue up.

"Sister-in-law is here, come and try the braised food, it's very comfortable with cold noodles and beer."

"No, I drove here and can't drink."

"There's no drinks, I'll go outside and buy you some drinks."

"No, no, I can eat spicy food, there are drinks in the car, no need to buy."

With the family members around, Ding Su and others restrained their topics of conversation, mainly focusing on the topic of their good relationship with the couple.

"Sister-in-law is still in a good mood. Brother Hui came to pick us up after get off work, unlike us who all rode back by ourselves."

"No, we have to take a taxi back after drinking, hehe."

The woman smiled and didn't know what to say. She could only eat the cold noodles in big mouthfuls. The more she ate, the better she felt.

It was so spicy that even the bad mood of tutoring the children's homework at night disappeared.

After a while, Wang Yanghui brought back another serving of cold noodles. A group of people gathered around the table and went home after eating.

When leaving, he greeted Lin Zhou enthusiastically.

"Boss, I'm leaving. The cold noodles are super delicious!"

"By the way, don't forget the cold skin that the boss promised me."

"See you tomorrow, boss."

Lin Zhou smiled and waved, saying goodbye to them.

These days, he watched these diners who had worked all day come to the stall with tired bodies, and after eating the cold noodles, they left as if they were revived. It really felt like a healing feeling.

He saw the healing power of food in these diners.

Food is really the lowest-cost healing behavior.

For example, when under great pressure, some people like to eat something spicy to vent their emotions.

Some people like to eat something sweet to relieve their emotions.

Or after working for a week, go out for a good meal on the day off to reward yourself.

Not everyone has the ability to go shopping in the mall or travel abroad to relax when they are unhappy.

Life has to go on, so the only way to make yourself happy for a short time is to achieve balance and heal yourself through this delicious food.

Lin Zhou didn't understand why those diners would go to such great lengths to find him just to eat when they couldn't find him.

Don't you feel tired after queuing for so long?

It was not until now that he understood what the food he made meant to those diners.

He thought that he understood the meaning of his stall.

When something finds its meaning, the core it represents is completely different.

For cooking, it may have been just for eating, completing tasks, and getting rewards.

Now, looking at the smiles on the diners' faces when they eat the food he made, Lin Zhou also feels the meaning of his stall.

"Be careful on the road, see you tomorrow."

......

After selling the last portion of cold noodles, Lin Zhou packed up his things and prepared to close the stall.

It was past 11 o'clock.

The whole building was much quieter than during the day.

Lin Zhou rode the tricycle to his garage, then moved all the used kitchen utensils onto the cart and returned to the top floor.

"Boss, I'll clean up. It's getting late. You should go to bed early."

Dadong waited at the door after receiving a message from the front desk saying that the boss had closed the stall.

As soon as the elevator door opened, he took the cart from Lin Zhou.

"Clean up tomorrow and get off work early."

Maybe Lin Zhou was also an employee before, and he didn't want to exploit his employees as a boss.

All he asked of his subordinates was to complete the work he assigned.

He was very easy to talk to the rest of the time.

The employees were not fools, and they didn't have to be exploited by the boss. When they met an easy-to-talk leader, they would laugh in their dreams.

In order to stay under such a good boss, everyone worked harder.

Only by working hard and sharing the boss's worries can the boss stay standing.

Anyway, you have to work, so of course you have to work under a good boss.

So sometimes sincerity can have unexpected effects.

"Don't worry, boss. The employee lounge on the top floor has been cleaned up. I will go to rest directly after I clean it up. If you have anything, just call me and I will come right over."

Dadong has been following Lin Zhou these days and has the most contact with him. He is almost like Lin Zhou's assistant.

Lin Zhou nodded helplessly.

He still couldn't understand why his employees always liked their work like chicken blood, and they changed from villas to buildings.

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(I have only written three chapters. I will make up for the two chapters I owe when I wake up. I have been revising the article at night and have not finished it. I changed the plot of the errand boy at the fried chicken stall in the front because many people thought it was inappropriate. This is my first time to write a book on Tomato, and I don't know what people like to read the article, but I will read the comments and make timely revisions if there are any problems. Thank you very much for the gifts~)