Food: Random stalls, customers chase me for ten blocks

"Tell me more about it." Lin Zhou took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and handed them over. Melon seeds are a must-have snack for Lin Zhou when he goes fishing, and a good way to kill time. Zhang Jianjun was amused by Lin Zhou, and took it, describing it while eating melon seeds. "That's right, after getting engaged, Qianqian went to the company to be Mingyuan's assistant." Lin Zhou's eyes widened when he heard this. What's the difference between this and the plot in idol dramas! "Then what?" "..." On the other side, Qi Liangping and his parents also came back from Koucheng. Originally planned to play for a day, but ended up staying until the 2nd. The family of three went to eat cold noodles in the evening, and wandered around Koucheng during the day, which was very leisurely.

This simple change of city and stay for a few days felt quite relaxing.

I also bought a lot of local specialties.

After carrying a lot of bags back home, Qi Liangping was tired and lay down on the sofa.

Then he saw his parents packing things, and hurriedly got up to help.

"We have to pack up just after arriving home. Let's take a break first. I'll do it. This bag is very heavy..."

When they were done, the family of three were very tired and didn't want to cook, so they ordered takeout directly.

"Hey, no cold noodles this week."

When I was hungry, the taste of cold noodles came to my mind again, and I couldn't help swallowing my saliva.

I didn't get tired of eating it for a few days, and I felt uncomfortable when I thought that I couldn't eat it later.

I don't know if Boss Lin will have a comeback one day.

In the game, there are comebacks to make money. I hope Boss Lin can learn from it. He is sure that there will be a large number of fans willing to spend money.

Thinking of this, Qi Liangping thought of the Weibo post he had posted last night, which he forgot about because he was busy eating.

When he opened the backstage, he saw the news that it had exploded, 99+.

"Oh my god!"

Qi Liangping looked at the post he had posted about Boss Lin's cold noodle stall. It had received thousands of likes overnight, with more comments than likes, and a lot of private messages and @.

It was crazy.

He looked through the private messages and comments carefully, and they were all asking questions like where Boss Lin set up his stall and whether the cold noodles were delicious.

It was already Monday, and many people only saw the Weibo post he posted late at night when the popularity rose the next day.

They all envied his good luck.

Then Qi Liangping also found that the dozens of Boss Lin fan groups he had joined were still small-scale, unorganized fan groups.

Now there was a large group of people trying to pull him in.

He counted them, and there was a group of Boss Lin's steamed bun stall diners, a group of Boss Lin's fried chicken stall diners, a group of Boss Lin's braised pork roll stall diners, and so on.

It seems that these fans are independent, with one group for each stall?

He was ignorant, but he didn't expect that the fans of a roadside stall would be like a fan club, with a lot of customer groups.

Among them, he was most impressed by the group of customers of the steamed bun stall. They directly spent money to recruit people, which was very formal. To join the group, they had to fill in information, etc.

He was willing to share the news and there were generous rewards.

Qi Liangping's heart immediately leaned towards the steamed bun stall, and he threw himself into Fang Jun's arms without hesitation.

Yes, Fang Jun, as the group owner, went to recruit people directly after getting the news.

He wanted to win over every son of luck who could find the position of Boss Lin, just in case someone was lucky enough to meet Boss Lin later?

Businessmen, you have to prepare for a rainy day!

"Believe me, you made the right choice. Add WeChat and we'll talk slowly."

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At nine o'clock in the evening, when Lin Zhou returned home with a full fish basket, Butler Sun had already prepared the ingredients needed for the wonton stall.

Lin Zhou set the alarm to go out at 12 o'clock and came back early to prepare.

Where is Taoshan?

I don't know. Lin Zhou didn't take it seriously because he had a navigation system.

After taking a shower, he stewed the broth first.

Two pork shanks and two beef bones, add some ginger and green onions, and throw them directly into a stainless steel bucket pot of dozens of liters to boil.

Fresh bones don't have much blood foam, just skim off the floating foam after boiling.

The rest of the time is to knead the dough and chop the stuffing.

Wash the fresh pork, cut it into small pieces first, then take two knives and chop the pork into minced meat.

The wontons must be filled with pure meat. The stuffing is made with the water soaked with onions, ginger, garlic and pepper. You can't taste the onions and ginger, and it can also remove the taste well.

Pour the water into the minced meat in batches, stir in one direction with chopsticks until the water is absorbed, and then add more.

Stir until the meat filling is full and thick, and with a fragrant

Just taste it.

After the dough and meat filling were ready, Lin Zhou started to wrap them.

When the soup was almost done, he started to pack up and prepare to set off.

The preparations took a total of two hours. Lin Zhou was not familiar with the route, so he reserved enough time to set off.

Clicked on the system task, selected the location navigation, and set off.

Half an hour later, he felt something was wrong as he watched the route become more and more remote.

The road to the stall under the bridge was not so remote before.

There was no one on the road as he rode.

And it didn't look like there were any mountains ahead.

I don't know if it was his illusion, the road was quiet, and even the street lights were not so bright.

Lin Zhou was not very courageous. He rode for a while and looked at the system map, fearing that the route was wrong and he would get lost.

Unfortunately, the navigation showed that the location was just ahead!

Lin Zhou bravely accelerated and rushed to the destination in one go.

Then he looked at the grave mountain in front of him and fell into deep thought.

No, system, you are sick!

At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, you asked me to sell wontons in the graveyard?

Who would he sell them to?

There were so many graves around, and there was no light.

Lin Zhou had never felt that the light on his stall was so bright.

At least there was light on his stall, so he wasn't too scared.

But he was still scared!

Lin Zhou got off the tricycle, and his legs were shaking a little.

Maybe the wind was too cold.

Any movement around would make his heart beat faster.

He had received the mission, but there was no one in this damn place, how could he sell a hundred bowls of wontons?

At this moment, Lin Zhou encountered the biggest trouble since he set up the stall.

He worked hard all night, stewing soup, kneading dough, and chopping stuffing.

It was one thing to waste if he couldn't sell it, and at worst he could eat it himself, but the mission would fail!

Giving up was not in Lin Zhou's dictionary.

He sat on the tricycle, and before the stall was opened, he started to think of a way.

First of all, in this place, in the middle of the night, there was no one except him.

To complete the task, someone had to come to eat.

Where to find someone?

Lin Zhou took out his mobile phone and looked at his few WeChat friends, thinking it would not work.

Then he suddenly thought of the group of old diners!

So he started to check the video posts of people in the same city who were looking for him.

He also temporarily created a small account to find some netizens who were still awake at this time and left comments a few minutes ago to reply.

For example, this person with the nickname "The Beloved Child of the God of Wealth" was obviously his customer.

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