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

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 were different now. If things went well, she would most likely become the other party's daughter-in-law.

Different statuses naturally led to 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 wanted to eat another bowl, so he interrupted him forcefully.

Zhang Jianjun:......

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

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

Then he pouted 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 heat.

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.

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

The rice and various beans are all cooked, and the sweetness of red dates can be tasted, but the red dates are not seen. 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 a delicious eight-treasure porridge!

Every bite can taste the different experiences brought by different ingredients.

How can one bowl of this be 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 the 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.

Father Xie didn't 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 considered that he was an elder and saved some face in front of the child, he would have lay down long ago.

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

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

He is in the catering business. Although he is not a great cook, he still knows how to eat.

The porridge has been packed for a while. The temperature is not that hot. It is just right to eat in the summer.

If it is too hot, you can sweat while eating.

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, it is very tempting.

He ate it in one bite.

"Fuck."*2

Xie Hong and his father expressed the same uneducated feeling.

It was delicious. In a moment, he could not think of any other words to describe it except "fuck".

Full of sweetness, fragrance, stickiness, smoothness...

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

Stewed together with so many ingredients, the taste is doubled.

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

There is also the sweetness of the other ingredients.

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 seem to exist.

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

Father Xie finished a bowl of porridge in a few bites, 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 bowls."

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

The others had already drunk the second bowl and said they didn’t want to eat anymore.

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

"Boss, two more bowls of porridge."

"Okay, one hundred yuan a bowl."

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

Father Xie didn’t eat enough at all. Even if it was one hundred yuan a bowl, he couldn’t say no, nodded, scanned the code to pay.

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

What's the difference between this and the 68 yuan for an ice cream in an amusement park I visited before, both are robbing.

No, there is a difference.

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

68 yuan for an ice cream is just a rip-off.

"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.

Didn't make the climber 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 his stall.

She had short legs, so she had to walk three steps for the distance that others took two steps.

The hardship along the way was incredible.

She didn't expect that after climbing the mountain so hard, she saw the handsome porridge seller closing his stall as soon as she arrived.

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 standing firmly.

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 him saw this scene and exclaimed in surprise.

His eyes were bright, as if he had seen 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 his 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 he brought to people as a handsome guy.

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

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

"Um, boss... is there any more porridge?"

Shao Xiaoxiao thought, it was already so embarrassing, and after a long time, 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 mind..."

"No 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.