Food: Randomly set up a stall, customers chase me ten blocks away

After tasting the buns made by Lin Zhou, Zhang Jianjun woke up from a nap, especially when he was eating breakfast in the morning, he was even more greedy.

The buns made by the chef at home were not even one tenth as delicious as those made by Lin Zhou.

The buns that I thought tasted good before, but now I have eaten better ones and can pick out a lot of shortcomings.

The bun skin was not soft enough and not elastic, which must have been not fermented well.

The aroma of wheat was not strong and had no sense of existence.

The bean paste in the filling was even more sweet and choking, not fragrant at all, and there was almost no bean flavor. It was a semi-finished bean paste with a strong taste of additives.

In general, it was not satisfactory.

Zhang Jianjun ate one and stopped eating, but he finished a bowl of porridge.

Then he changed into his training clothes and walked to the back mountain to prepare for exercise.

The staff of the villa were very clear about his work and rest.

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Seeing that he ate little breakfast and basically didn't move much, the nanny and the chef took care of the rest.

"Mr. Zhang doesn't seem to have a good appetite today."

The nanny saw that he only ate one of the six red bean buns, and it was easy to draw a conclusion.

"He drank a bowl of porridge, but the red bean buns probably didn't suit his appetite."

The chef was a little anxious. He was taking a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan and was specifically responsible for Mr. Zhang's diet and health.

If Mr. Zhang didn't like the dishes he cooked, then this good job might have to be replaced.

This red bean bun was what Mr. Zhang specifically asked for before going to bed last night.

The buns he kneaded and fermented early in the morning should have tasted good, so why did he only eat one?

"Let me try it."

The chef picked up a bean paste bun and put it in his mouth. The soft dough, sweet bean paste, and dense taste, there is nothing wrong with it.

"It's delicious, you try it."

The chef didn't find any problem with it, so he asked the nanny to taste it.

The nanny didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"It's better than the bean paste buns sold outside."

The two of them didn't find anything wrong with it for a while, so they could only think that Mr. Zhang didn't like this taste.

......

On the other side, Lin Zhou and Mr. Zhang Jianjun finished climbing the mountain and sat leisurely in the pavilion, playing chess and drinking tea, feeling very comfortable.

"Do you go to Huaguo Mountain to set up a stall to sell buns every night?"

Thinking of the buns that he didn't eat enough last night, Zhang Jianjun smiled and asked for information.

"I'll go this week, and the stall will be open at 8 o'clock in the evening."

Looking at the old man climbing the mountain like this, Lin Zhou knew that the other party must like the buns he made.

Even he had eaten them for many days in a row, but he still didn't eat enough.

"Then I'll go with you tonight. Yesterday, I bought two buns and they were not enough. Let's buy a few more today."

"Thank you for taking care of my business."

Lin Zhou drank tea and placed a white chess piece with a smile.

The black chess pieces that were about to form five pieces on the chessboard were instantly blocked.

Zhang Jianjun was not angry either, and slowly changed the position and placed the chess pieces.

The two played Gobang and fell into the Go sword-fighting posture.

......

It was time to set up the stall again in the evening.

After dinner, Lin Zhou took the buns and rode the tricycle.

Zhang Jianjun also followed his tricycle with the driver.

The two cars left the villa area one after the other.

The security guard at the door looked at the familiar two people and blinked in confusion.

It seemed that Mr. Zhang and Mr. Lin came back together last night.

They went out together again.

It always felt like they were doing activities together, so it was not difficult to set up a stall together?

The security guard diverged his thoughts and found some fun in the boring work.

......

"I don't think it's appropriate for me to buy buns today."

After get off work, Jia Lan and Xiaolin discussed going to Lin Zhou's stall to buy buns together.

But Jia Lan thought about the fact that she overpaid yesterday, and was afraid that the boss would recognize her, which would definitely be troublesome.

She really wanted to thank the boss of the bun stall and didn't want him to return the money.

So she still felt it was not appropriate to show up.

"But didn't you say that each person is limited to four? I can only buy four if I go alone, which doesn't feel enough."

Xiaolin said tangled.

This is indeed a problem, and Jia Lan also fell into deep thought.

"Why don't you ask your boss if he wants to eat buns, and you two go buy them together!"

Jia Lan thought of the boss who ate buns with them last night and said.

"Are you stupid? The boss has already snatched our last bun last night. If he goes to buy it, four buns may not be enough for him alone!"

"Maybe he will have to snatch mine if it's not enough, not to mention sharing it with you."

Xiaolin was almost crying because of Jia Lan's stupidity.

Jia Lan:......

She was also fooled by her own stupidity.

"What should we do?"

"Why not ask two runners to queue up together and count them as buying the buns for you?"

Xiao Lin could only think of this solution at the moment.

"Wait for a long time to queue up, right?"

The running fee is more expensive than the buns, she can't bear it.

They are all poor workers, Xiao Lin is not a rich person, and they both feel sorry for the running fee.

After a while, Xiao Lin looked at the boss who hadn't left work yet, and suddenly thought of a solution.

"Wait for my message!"

After she sent a message to Jia Lan, she excitedly went to the boss's office.

Although they are poor, the boss is rich!

She didn't believe in such delicious steamed buns. Last night, her boss let her get off work early because of the last steamed bun.

It should be okay to spend some money to eat steamed buns now, right?

Xiaolin knocked on the door of her boss's office.

I just heard the word "boss came in" without emotion from inside.

Xiaolin walked in and gave the boss a flattering smile.

"Boss, I discussed with my friend to buy the delicious buns last night, will you eat them?"

The originally expressionless boss heard about last night's steamed buns, his eyes lit up and he nodded without hesitation.

"Xiaolin, you are very good. You want to buy steamed buns, so you don't have to work overtime. It's the same when you go back to draw the design drawings."

Looking at Xiaolin who was so generous, she seemed to have seen the best way to please her boss!

"Boss, I'm going to buy you buns right now!"

Xiaolin also said very happily, and then showed a very exaggerated expression of trouble.

The boss also asked the reason very politely.

"My friend said that there is a limit of four buns per person, which may not be enough."

The boss frowned.

Four is really not enough.

And he hasn't eaten dinner yet, at least he can eat five or six.

In addition, you can eat even if you are hungry while working at night. At least ten of them are enough to eat.

"So you do?"

The boss looked at Xiaolin carefully and saw that there was no rush in her eyes, so he guessed that she might have come prepared.

"I'm going to ask an errand boy to buy buns together, so that more people can buy more."

After Xiaolin finished speaking, she blinked her big eyes and looked at the boss, looking a little embarrassed.

The boss understood it instantly.

"I'll reimburse you for whatever you spent, and I'll include your share."