Food: Random stalls, customers chase me for ten blocks

The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next day.

"Hello, is this Lin Zhou?"

Zhang Mingyuan brought Lu Qian to the top of the mountain and saw only one place selling porridge.

The stall owner was also a young man, so he asked tentatively.

"Yes, I am, who are you?"

Lin Zhou looked up at Zhang Mingyuan. This face looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

He scratched his head in confusion.

"I am Zhang Jianjun's son. You should know my dad. You two had agreed to climb the mountain together before."

When Zhang Mingyuan said this, Lin Zhou immediately remembered where he had seen this face. It turned out that he looked very similar to the old man who climbed the mountain.

When he didn't think about it that way, he just felt that it was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

When he found out that he was the son of the mountain climbing old man, he immediately felt that the old man's genes were really strong, and the father and son looked so much alike.

"I know, I know, are you bringing your girlfriend to climb the mountain?"

Knowing that it was someone he knew, Lin Zhou immediately became cheerful and talkative.

There was a hint of teasing in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Mingyuan.

Uncle Zhang was worried about his son's lifelong event, and he complained every day that his son was in his thirties and had not found a partner, so he wanted to introduce him to a partner.

Isn't he already in a relationship? I'm afraid he's not hiding it from Uncle Zhang.

"No, it's a blind date."

Ah... this...

It turned out to be the blind date arranged by Uncle Zhang!

However, isn't it a bit bad to take a beautiful woman to climb the mountain on a blind date?

Lin Zhou couldn't tell what was wrong, after all, he had never been on a blind date.

I saw that people on blind dates on the Internet all went to eat and watch movies...

Noticing the smile on the face of the girl following Zhang Mingyuan, Lin Zhou felt relieved. It seemed that climbing the mountain was not bad?

If he has a chance in the future, he can also try it.

"Then... do you want to drink porridge?"

"Yes, two portions to eat now, and one portion to pack for my dad to take back. Because I went home for dinner last Sunday, he didn't get to eat the buns you made. He has been complaining about it for a few days at home. Bring him some porridge back."

Zhang Mingyuan has a good relationship with his father.

One retired at the right time and handed over the company to his son, and the other would go home every week to eat and rest with his old father no matter how busy he was at work.

He passed away early in his life. The father and son have supported each other until now, and their relationship has always been harmonious, which is not easy.

So Zhang Mingyuan would think of finding an opportunity to buy food made by Lin Zhou for his father to eat because of his father's casual words.

"Please enjoy."

Lin Zhou handed the porridge to Zhang Mingyuan.

Zhang Mingyuan handed it to Lu Qian next to him.

"Thank you."

Lu Qian was not polite either. She was really hungry.

Holding the porridge, scooping a spoonful, feeling the hot steam, blowing twice and putting it into her mouth.

She ate in a hurry and got burned all of a sudden.

"Ugh!!!"

Lu Qian covered her mouth, her expression changing ferociously. She swallowed the porridge without feeling the taste, and her tongue was stinging.

The abalone porridge briefly passed over her tongue, and she could feel the fresh, fragrant and tender taste.

The next bite, Lu Qian blew the porridge carefully, and only put it into her mouth when she felt it was not so hot.

So tender!

The fresh abalone was stewed soft and tasty. The abalone cubes tasted even more tender and smooth than scallop meat, and it was really delicious.

The abalone porridge, which costs 100 yuan a bowl, uses real abalone, and the fresh taste is really amazing.

Even the rice in the bowl was dyed light yellow by the abalone meat, which was golden and attractive.

The abalone and rice were chewed together, the rich fragrance of the rice and the chewy teeth of the abalone were amazing enough, even with a little salt to season it.

When Lu Qian tasted the porridge, she suddenly felt that the mountain climb was worth it.

Her impression of Zhang Mingyuan improved.

And Zhang Mingyuan knew the owner of the stall.

Maybe he knew that there was such delicious porridge on the top of the mountain, so he specially arranged the blind date at Qinhuang Mountain just to bring her to taste it.

Fortunately, these were all Lu Qian's psychological activities. If her best friend knew, she would scold her for being in love. She actually had a better impression of Zhang Mingyuan for a bowl of porridge.

"It's delicious!"

Seeing Zhang Mingyuan also started to eat, Lu Qian couldn't wait to find a sense of identity and express his excitement at the moment.

Zhang Mingyuan's family usually has porridge for breakfast, and the chef also cooks it in different ways. Abalone porridge has also been eaten.

But the abalone porridge he tasted at this moment was too different from what he remembered. For a moment, he even doubted whether the boss had added something else to it.

"It's really delicious, with a strong umami flavor. If it weren't for the fact that there was only abalone in the umami flavor, it would be delicious.

I even suspected it was seafood porridge. "

Zhang Mingyuan's eyes were so surprised that they changed from single eyelids to double eyelids.

After a few bites, the fresh taste of abalone bloomed in his mouth, mellow and not greasy, and the unique toughness was also broken down by time, becoming soft and delicious, very easy to chew.

If this level of porridge is put in a big restaurant, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it even if you queue up.

The taste is extremely pure and delicious.

Unlike the abalone porridge he had eaten in a Cantonese restaurant before, even the intestines were put together to cook the porridge, which was oily and green, and had no appetite. He forced himself to taste it, but it was bitter. After taking a bite, his appetite disappeared.

The abalone porridge made by Lin Zhou is extremely fragrant, with a silky taste and a lingering fragrance in the mouth. It is really unique.

No wonder his father was reluctant to forget the buns he didn't eat. He didn't expect Lin Zhou to have such good cooking skills at such a young age!

"Another bowl! "

Zhang Mingyuan hadn't eaten breakfast either. One bowl of such delicious abalone porridge was not enough, so he ran back and asked for another one.

He didn't even ask Lu Qian if she wanted another one.

Lu Qian shook her head, feeling helpless.

This bowl was much bigger than her usual meal.

She was already shocked that she could finish it. If she had another one, she would definitely not be able to finish it.

But it's okay to bring one for her bestie. At this time, her parents must have eaten. Only her bestie, who is still asleep, has the blessing of enjoying this delicious abalone porridge.

"I want to bring one for my bestie."

"Then bring two more, and pack one."

Lin Zhou looked at Zhang Mingyuan who had finished eating and came back, and laughed so hard that his teeth showed.

"There are just two left." ”

What a coincidence!

He can close the stall after selling out!

Today, the stall was closed much earlier than the previous two days, and Lin Zhou was a little flattered.

The main reason was that Zhang Mingyuan bought five portions by himself, which solved a lot of porridge.

And there was also that group of college students.

It’s really good, I didn’t expect that the business of porridge at 100 yuan a bowl is also good.

When he saw this task, he thought he would not make any money this week.

Now it seems that he has made more than the previous two weeks.

It shows that he is not evil enough, otherwise, according to the system’s pricing, he can make a lot of money!

“Then we can go down the mountain together. "

Zhang Mingyuan carried the abalone porridge and was not in a hurry to eat it.

After Lin Zhou packed up the bamboo basket, the three of them went down the mountain together.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, the three of them separated on their own accord.

Lu Qian drove to find her best friend.

Zhang Mingyuan and Lin Zhou came by car and on a tricycle respectively, and they also went back separately.

Driving is faster than riding a tricycle. When Lin Zhou got home, Zhang Mingyuan was already drinking abalone porridge with his father.

"Is this the porridge that Lin Zhou sold at Qinhuangshan this week?"

After listening to his father's words, Zhang Mingyuan didn't know what he thought of, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.