After blanching the pork belly, put it all into the pot, bring it to a boil over high heat, then simmer over low heat.

Meanwhile, the eggs were also cleaned, boiled, and then all the shells were peeled and put into the pot to braise together.

What else is needed?

Having not slept all night, Lin Zhou felt his mind was a bit foggy.

Oh right, I still need to knead the dough.

After the dough was kneaded, Lin Zhou heard a noise outside. He went out of the kitchen and saw that the housekeeper and the others had come to work.

Is it nine o'clock?

Lin Zhou glanced at the clock subconsciously; it was 8:30.

Well, it's not long until 11 o'clock.

There's no need to sleep anymore.

"Sir, you're up so early today?"

Sun Deye could tell from the way the kitchen was being used that Lin Zhou had been in the kitchen for quite some time.

"If I can't sleep, I'll prepare the food for today's stall."

"What are you planning to sell this week, sir? Do you need any help?"

After getting to know Lin Zhou for so long, Sun Deye has gained a new understanding of why Lin Zhou likes to set up a stall.

Mr. Lin's skills are so good, it would be such a loss if more people could not taste them!

With his wealth and dedication, Lin Zhou was already seen by Steward Sun as a person of high moral character and great love, even setting up a stall to sell his homemade food.

Such outstanding skills and delicious food deserve to be known by more people.

Mr. Lin deserves the praise and admiration of everyone.

Unbeknownst to him, Butler Sun had been captivated by Lin Zhou's culinary skills and had become a loyal fan without realizing it.

"The vegetables in those bags all need to be washed."

"Slice the scallions into thin strips, cut the cucumber into strips, blanch the bean sprouts, and prepare the bean curd sheets..."

He gave the instructions one by one, and Butler Sun carefully wrote them down before starting to prepare the dishes in an orderly manner.

Lin Zhou was also able to take a break from the tedious preparations and tidy himself up.

"Aunt Fang, could you send two of the fish I caught last night to the Zhang family? Just say I caught them myself and they're very fresh, and let Uncle Zhang have a taste."

Aunt Fang, who was cleaning, responded, put down her work, and went to prepare.

When Lin Zhou finished getting ready and came downstairs, Butler Sun had already prepared the side dishes.

There's no need to season the stir-fried mung bean sprouts; just pour a little brine over them and mix them up.

The shredded potatoes do need to be blanched and then stir-fried.

Cucumber, shredded scallions, and cilantro are all ready to be prepared.

The bean curd sheets are also cooked and then mixed with some braising liquid.

The kelp strips are also cooked and then served cold.

Apart from the braised meat which takes a bit of effort, the rest of the work involves tedious and time-consuming preparation of ingredients.

The braised pork has been simmering for almost two hours and is nearly tender. Once it's ready, it's ready to be sold at the stall.

A large bowl of kneaded dough was placed in a stainless steel bucket and loaded onto a tricycle.

It was already past ten o'clock when Lin Zhou looked at the bright sun hanging in the sky and sighed.

Fortunately, the tricycle had a sunshade, which helped block some of the sun before setting off.

If it weren't for his decent physical condition, he probably wouldn't have been able to keep up with fishing all night and setting up a stall outside.

......

No. 56, Dayang Street.

Lin Zhou has arrived at Dayang Street and is looking for No. 56.

This place looks like a commercial street; it's very lively, and there were quite a lot of people even at midday.

It has a wide variety of snacks, stationery, shops, and more.

After searching for a few minutes, Lin Zhou finally found number 56, which was the 56th shop in Dayang Street.

Besides him, there are other roadside stalls on this street, so it seems to be another good place to set up a stall.

Then Lin Zhou found a good spot and stopped when he was within the area where the mission's stall was located. As he got out of the car, he looked up and fell into deep thought as he gazed at the temple in front of him.

Goodness, what's the difference between this and setting up a stall in front of a temple?

He looked up at the temple not far away, then at the three big characters "Braised Meat Rolls" on his stall.

His expression froze for a moment.

Lin Zhou took out his phone and silently searched: Can I set up a stall to sell braised meat rolls near the temple?

Unable to find a useful answer, Lin Zhou looked at the temple's name and searched to see if he could set up a stall there.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that I could set up a stall in front of the temple.

Although strictly speaking, his location was not within the temple grounds, Lin Zhou still cautiously searched for him just in case.

I just don't know if meat can be sold near the temple.

But when Lin Zhou turned his head and saw a fried chicken shop diagonally across the street, he immediately felt that there was no major problem.

The shops are also near the temple, and they sell meat, so it seems there's no connection.

Every day, the system just seems to be trying to provoke him.

Lin Zhou parked his tricycle, opened the sunshade, and then laid out the ingredients one by one.

The dough needs to be steamed fresh.

Lin Zhou placed the braised meat on the stove and kept it warm over a low flame.

Boil water in a separate steamer to prepare steamed dough cakes.

Pinch off small dough balls from the mixing bowl, roll them out into flatbreads with a rolling pin, and place them directly into the steamer to steam.

To attract customers, Lin Zhou removed the lid from the braised meat bucket.

The aroma of the braised meat, which is being heated continuously, is very strong. As soon as the lid is lifted, passersby can immediately smell it.

It was lunchtime, and many people came to this commercial street to find food.

There are also quite a few people setting up stalls on the roadside.

To attract customers, you need to have real skills.

......

Meanwhile, at the temple, Wen Nan had arrived in the morning and was bowing to each of the Buddha statues in the temple one by one.

This temple is quite famous in the city. Located in the bustling city center, it is very popular. Whether it is a weekday or a weekend, many locals and tourists from other places come to worship Buddha, burn incense, make wishes, draw lots, and so on.

After failing to consult the Ouija board, Wen Nan turned to praying to Buddha for a wish.

He specially scheduled Monday off for the new week so he could come to the temple to offer incense and pray to Buddha.

"May Buddha bless me so that I can find Mr. Lin's stall!"

Before each Buddha statue, Wen Nan sincerely prayed and made wishes, bowing her head with utmost sincerity.

He chose to worship Buddha over spending money or time.

Work is so busy, I often have to work overtime, and I have very little time to see Boss Lin.

With such a small monthly salary, it's easy to spend all my money each month, let alone have any extra money for anything else.

We can only place our hopes on metaphysics.

I heard this temple is very efficacious.

A colleague of mine came to burn incense and pray for a good marriage. He found someone less than a month later. Although it was a bad match, it worked, didn't it?

Wen Nan felt that it was good enough if her wish could be fulfilled, regardless of how it was achieved, right?

The temple was very large, and by the time Wen Nan finished praying to all the Buddha statues and came out, it was already past 11 o'clock.

He walked briskly outside under the blazing sun.

As soon as I stepped out of the temple gate, I smelled a strong aroma of meat.

Subconsciously, Wen Nan looked in the direction of the fragrance.

Then I saw Lin Zhou selling braised pork rolls.

Wen Nan: !!!

Holy crap!

The next second, Wen Nan rubbed her eyes hard, wondering if she was seeing things.

Close your eyes, then open them again, and Boss Lin is still selling braised meat rolls.

Without saying a word, Wen Nan turned around and knelt down in front of the temple gate, kowtowing three times with her forehead touching the ground.