Food: Random stalls, customers chase me for ten blocks

The two of them were very close, but they were still very close.

Zhang Jianjun's friendly attitude made Lu Qian feel less reserved.

Although they had met at banquets before, they just said hello to her father and that was it.

Moreover, things are different now. If things go well, she may become the other party's daughter-in-law.

Different statuses naturally bring different moods.

"Dad, this sweet porridge, you have high blood pressure, you can't eat too much."

Zhang Mingyuan saw his father eating a bowl in his hand, and he wanted to eat another bowl, so he interrupted him forcefully.

Zhang Jianjun:......

"How can I be full with just one bowl!"

Zhang Jianjun wanted to struggle again, but seeing his son's unflinching eyes, he withdrew his hand aggrievedly.

Then he curled his lips and stopped being annoying.

"You guys eat, I'll go find Xiao Lin."

After saying that, he walked to Lin Zhou with the porridge in his hand. Seeing that there were customers busy in front of the stall, he started eating first.

He scooped up a spoonful of boiling hot eight-treasure porridge, blew it, and put it directly into his mouth.

At his age, he is no longer afraid of being burned.

After eating for so many years, his mouth has long been trained to be a copper wall.

The first thing you feel when you put it in your mouth is the faint fragrance of osmanthus.

The fragrance of osmanthus is relatively simple when smelled alone, but it is different when cooked in eight-treasure porridge.

It is sweet and not greasy, and the fragrance of various ingredients blends into one. One spoonful can be tasted slowly for a long time.

The rice and various beans are all cooked, and you can taste the sweetness of red dates, but you can't see the red dates. They are all boiled into dregs and melted in the porridge.

Take a bite of chestnuts, the dense taste is sandy, and it is really addictive.

How can there be such delicious eight-treasure porridge!

Every bite can bring different experiences to different ingredients.

One bowl is not enough!

......

It was almost nine o'clock when Xie Hong dragged his father to the top of the mountain.

The brothers had finished the first bowl of porridge and started the second bowl.

Seeing Xie Hong and his son arrive, they quickly handed over the two packed eight-treasure porridges.

"Try it quickly, this eight-treasure porridge is amazing, I have never tasted such delicious eight-treasure porridge in my life!"

Xie Hong listened to the familiar words and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. They were really a group of science men, uneducated, and they didn't change their words of praise.

He could hear this sentence every day when he drank porridge.

"Dad, try it quickly, it's so delicious!"

The next second, Xie Hong said the same thing and handed the eight-treasure porridge to his father.

Xie's father did not refuse and sat directly on the big rock in the scenic area. He was so tired that he could collapse in a second.

If he hadn't been for the elder, he would have lain down long ago.

Thinking that he had worked so hard to climb the mountain just for this bowl of porridge, Xie's father cheered up and started eating.

The moment he opened the bowl, he smelled the sweet fragrance, and he knew that the porridge must taste good.

He was in the catering business, and although he didn't know how to cook, he knew how to eat.

The porridge had been packed for a while, and the temperature was not that hot, just right for eating in the summer.

If it was too hot, he would sweat.

He took a spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl twice, watching the soft porridge slide down the edge of the spoon in large chunks, which was very tempting.

He ate it in one mouthful.

"Fuck."*2

Xie Hong and his father expressed the same uneducated feeling.

It was delicious, and for a moment, he couldn't think of any other words to describe it except "fuck".

A mouthful of sweetness, fragrance, glutinousness, and smoothness...

Taro is originally boiled in plain water, and it tastes very good with a little sugar.

When stewed with so many ingredients, the taste is doubled.

The fragrance of dried osmanthus is everywhere during the stewing process, and it blends well with the sweetness of honey.

There is also the sweetness of the other ingredients themselves.

For example, the mellowness of taro and chestnuts, and the sweetness of longan and red dates. There are so many ingredients that it feels like drinking sugar water, and even the rice grains don’t have much presence.

It’s so delicious that you can’t stop eating.

Father Xie finished a bowl of porridge in a few seconds, looked at the empty bottom of the bowl, scooped it twice, and then looked at Lin Zhou not far away.

"Are you still eating? I'll buy a few more bowls."

Xie Hong quickly raised his hand, he didn't have enough.

The others had already drunk the second bowl, indicating that they didn't want to eat anymore.

Father Xie found a trash can, threw the empty disposable bowl into it, and went straight to Lin Zhou's stall.

"Boss, two more bowls of porridge."

"Okay, one hundred per bowl."

Father Xie was stunned, and Lin Zhou asked if he wanted any.

Father Xie didn't

After eating so much, he couldn't say no even if it was 100 yuan a bowl, so he nodded and scanned the code to pay.

This porridge is really expensive, worthy of being on the top of the mountain in the scenic area.

What's the difference between it and an ice cream at an amusement park I went to before, which costs 68 yuan, both are robbing.

No, there is a difference.

This eight-treasure porridge is at least the most delicious in the universe, worth 100 yuan.

68 for an ice cream is just a fool.

"Thank you."

......

After selling the last serving of eight-treasure porridge, there was still a little left at the bottom of the bucket, not enough for a bowl, so Lin Zhou prepared to close the stall and go down the mountain.

Maybe there were more repeat customers in the past two days, so the sales were very fast.

The climbers didn't have to wait too long.

Zhang Mingyuan and Lu Qian went down the mountain after eating the porridge. One had to go to work, and the other was probably rushing back to find the massage master, so they walked very fast.

"Boss, is there no more porridge?"

Shao Xiaoxiao finally climbed to the top of the mountain before Lin Zhou closed the stall.

Her legs were short, so she had to walk three steps to take two steps for others.

The hardships along the way were simply unbearable.

She didn't expect that after such a hard climb up the mountain, she would see the handsome porridge seller packing up his stall.

This was a bolt from the blue.

She rushed to Lin Zhou's stall, but her legs were weak and she fell to the ground without a firm footing.

Lin Zhou:......

Is this a scam?

The moment Shao Xiaoxiao fell, she felt the gazes of the people around her and felt hopeless.

She lay on the ground and closed her eyes peacefully.

"It's good to be young, you can fall asleep as soon as you lie down."

Zhang Jianjun next to her saw this scene and exclaimed in surprise.

The increase in her eyes was like seeing something new.

Lin Zhou heard this:......

She wanted to laugh but was afraid to laugh out loud, and the little girl was so ashamed that she lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

"Um, are you okay?"

Lin Zhou held back her laughter and walked in front of Shao Xiaoxiao, asking gently.

There was a faint smile in his voice, which neutralized the sense of distance that his handsomeness brought to people.

"It's okay, I'm just too tired from climbing the mountain, and I want to lie down."

Lin Zhou helped the man up and nodded with a smile, indicating that he believed it.

"Um, boss... do you have any more porridge?"

Shao Xiaoxiao thought, it was already so embarrassing, and after a long time of tossing, if she didn't get to drink the porridge, she was afraid she would really cry out.

"The rest is not enough for one serving, do you suggest..."

"Don't mind, I urgently need to drink some porridge to comfort myself."

Lin Zhou smiled and nodded, took out a transparent packaging box, and carefully scooped out the remaining eight-treasure porridge in the bucket.