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

"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.

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He scratched his head in confusion.

"I am Zhang Jianjun's son. You should know my father. You have made an appointment 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 I didn't think about it that way, I just felt that it was familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

When I learned that he was the son of the old man who climbed the mountain, I suddenly felt that the old man's genes were really strong, and the father and son looked really 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. He complained every day that his son was in his thirties and had not found a partner. He wanted to introduce him to someone.

He has a partner! I'm afraid he is 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!

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

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

On the Internet, people who went on blind dates all went to eat and watch movies...

Noticing the smile on the face of the girl following Zhang Mingyuan, Lin Zhou felt relieved. Climbing the mountain seemed to be good?

If he had a chance in the future, he could try it too.

"Then... do you want some 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, and he's been complaining about it for a few days. Bring him some porridge."

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 went home every week to eat and rest with his old father no matter how busy he was at work.

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

That's why Zhang Mingyuan thought of finding an opportunity to buy Lin Zhou's food for his father to eat because of his father's casual talk.

"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 in her mouth.

Eating in a hurry, it was burned all of a sudden.

"Mmm!!!"

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 than scallop meat, and it was really delicious.

A bowl of abalone porridge costs 100 yuan, and it uses real abalone. 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 grains were chewed together, the rich fragrance of the rice and the chewy teeth of the abalone were amazing enough even with a little salt.

When Lu Qian tasted this porridge, she suddenly felt that the mountain was worth climbing.

As a result, her impression of Zhang Mingyuan improved.

And Zhang Mingyuan knew the owner of the stall.

Maybe he knew there was such delicious porridge on the top of the mountain, so he specially arranged the blind date at Qinhuangshan just to bring her to try 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 start to eat, Lu Qian couldn't wait to find a sense of identity and express her 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, and the umami is very strong. If it weren't for the taste of abalone in the umami, I would have suspected that it was seafood porridge."

Zhang Mingyuan's eyes were surprised and opened from single eyelids to double eyelids.

After a few bites, the fresh taste of abalone bloomed in the 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 placed in a big restaurant, I am afraid that you can't even queue up to eat it.

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, the whole appetite disappeared.

The abalone porridge made by Lin Zhou is extremely fragrant, with a texture like silk, and the fragrance lingers in the mouth. It is really unique.

No wonder his father is obsessed with the buns he didn't eat. I 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 already much larger than her usual meal.

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

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

"I want to bring one for my bestie."

"Then give me two more, and take one away."

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

"Just the last two."

What a coincidence!

He can close the stall after selling it!

The stall closed much earlier today 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 that group of college students.

Really good, I didn't expect that the business of porridge with a price of 100 yuan per 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 he can make a lot of money according to the system's pricing!

"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 consciously.

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 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.