On the other side, Yao Chao and the others who had finished eating the wontons and were going back together were extremely worried.

Today is the 5th, tomorrow is the 6th, and the holiday will be over.

They will have to start classes on the 7th.

That means I have to go back tomorrow.

Oh my god!

Meng Tao broke down first.

"Oh no, I've only had one meal and I already have to go back? Can I postpone my return to school for a few days?"

"Didn't they say that Boss Lin's stall is set up for a week? It's only Friday the 6th, there are still two days left. If we leave, we won't be able to eat there!"

As expected of a college student, he calculated everything perfectly.

Yao Chao glanced at him helplessly, "Do you think the instructor will agree if so many of us don't go back?"

"All right."

It's obvious that this problem is impossible.

"But I've only just tasted it, and I have to go back to school tomorrow. This is going to kill me!"

Meng Tao couldn't help but swallow his saliva at the thought of those delicious wontons.

It's fucking delicious!

I've never seen wontons with such thin skin before, and I've never experienced such a smooth and tender texture. It feels like it slides right off my tongue and into my stomach as I chew.

The texture and taste are absolutely superb.

It was so fresh it was beyond words, to the point that you couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

The thought of not being able to eat it again after returning to school makes the deliciousness double.

What you can't have is always the best.

"Let's buy tickets first. Otherwise, if we can't get tickets and can't return to school on time, it will be a hassle."

"I heard that grades are deducted for regular performance."

"Let's buy tickets."

"I saw that Boss Lin used to set up a stall in Kou City. It would be great if he could set up a stall near our university, hehe."

"You're dreaming."

......

Lin Zhou returned home in the early hours of the morning, washed up, lay in bed, and opened Douyin (TikTok) to find that his alternate account's inbox was flooded with messages again.

What's going on?

He hasn't posted anything online lately.

Then I clicked on it and saw that it was all apologies.

"Brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have called you a liar. Boss Lin actually did set up a stall in Taoshan this week!"

"I was blind and didn't recognize the real information."

"Brother, I'm here to apologize to you. I shouldn't have scolded you."

"......"

Lin Zhou couldn't help but laugh as he looked at these contradictory comments.

Then, by following these comments back, I found that the account that had previously deceived netizens had become a private account.

"Hahaha, that's hilarious!"

Chen Daliang only saw the group message when he got home, realizing that someone had found Boss Lin's location through a live stream, and now the news had been exposed.

In an instant, he thought of the words he had replied back then.

I was so scared that I immediately opened Douyin (TikTok), but my account was still banned.

Everyone was criticizing him.

Startled, Chen Daliang immediately set up a private account.

He didn't think too much when he replied to the message; he just wanted to prevent more people from taking his food.

I never imagined that I would be exposed one day.

He'd better keep his identity hidden now, otherwise if these deceived netizens find out, it won't just be a matter of being scolded, he might even get beaten up.

The thought of him being cheated by someone like that, especially since it was Boss Lin's delicious food, would surely make him furious and chase after that person for blocks.

But now he is the one who did this.

Then the only thing to do is to keep quiet and cover up your identity.

......

By 7 p.m. the next day, a group of people had already gathered in Taoshan and were waiting.

Some brought blankets and sat on the ground, even taking out mahjong sets to play mahjong on the spot.

Some even bring flashlights to use as lamps.

Everyone found their own spot to kill time, but Lin Zhou's stall was still taking up space with his items.

"It's Friday today, isn't it? The week has gone by so fast."

"That's right, it's already the 6th, how come the holiday is over in the blink of an eye?"

"It's okay, Mr. Lin sets up his stall at 12 o'clock this week, so you can come and eat after get off work."

"That depends on the situation. This year, the National Day holiday is combined with the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday. When we go back to work, there will be a ton of work waiting for us."

"Actually, I envy Boss Lin. He has such good skills and is free. I heard he is already financially independent. Setting up a stall is just a hobby for him. He doesn't care whether business is good or bad. He can go wherever he wants."

"Indeed, Mr. Lin's way of setting up his stall really shows he doesn't care about our lives at all."

"The main reason is that their cooking skills are so good that they can't keep up with the demand. With so many customers, how can they possibly manage them all?"

"Oh no! I won!"

"Tsk, it was too dark, I couldn't see clearly, otherwise I would definitely have won this round."

"Nonsense, you think you can beat me?"

......

On the other side, Ma Ming saw that it was getting late, so he prepared to go out to eat wontons.

The words that the diner said to him yesterday, "As many people watch, as many people will fight over the food," left a deep impression on him. He even dreamed about fighting with his fans for food last night.

He couldn't sleep well at all.

As soon as he stepped out of his room, he saw his parents sitting in the living room waiting for him.

"Mom and Dad, are you still awake?"

Ma Ming stopped and asked.

“You like the food made by that Mr. Lin, right? Your parents will go with you to try it. It’s been a long time since the three of us have eaten out.”

Ma's mother changed into a silk long-sleeved dress that she usually wouldn't wear.

Ma Ming remembers that he bought it with a month's salary as a Mother's Day gift for his mother.

Then when his mother received it, she said that he didn't know how to plan, that he spent money recklessly, that one piece of clothing cost a month's salary, and that he was going to live on it.

He couldn't remember the specific details, but he did remember being very angry at the time, feeling that his mother didn't understand him, and vowing never to buy her anything again.

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