Chapter 65: Is there a zombie siege today or something?

"Boss! Are you worthy of us?! You just said you won't sell the good pig's trotters! If you sell it again, we will forgive you."

"Yes, boss, you must grab both pig intestines and pig's trotters tomorrow, otherwise don't blame me for kneeling down on the spot and begging you with tears!"

"Stall owner, we can carry a sack of pork elbows over here, and you can help with the braising. It won't hinder you from making a lot of money!"

“…”

Seeing that the diners' complaints were gradually becoming weaker, they still insisted on eating pig's trotters.

Su Chen was sweating profusely!

During these weeks of setting up the stall, he has always been unrestrained and free.

Why do I feel like I'm being urged to go to work at this moment?

"Thank you all for your love, but please don't be so stubborn. Pig's trotters really won't be coming back! I set up the stall purely for fun, it's not a profession."

Friends: ...

It turns out that there are really people setting up stalls just for fun.

This is outrageous!

"Boss, we're out of pig's trotters. Can you give me your contact information? I'm different from them. I'm not noisy and I'm very reasonable. I want to eat anything you make. Just let me know when you open your stall next time."

A little girl in the crowd suddenly said something.

The last second she was still blaming Su Chen, but now she forgave him directly.

After all, there is a saying that goes.

Someone who loves you enough will not be angry with you.

What else can she do if she doesn't coax herself into submission?

It is the boss’s freedom to set up his stall where and what he wants to sell.

If you can't control your mouth, you will have to rely on your boss in the end.

I have no control over myself. I have no control over myself!

"Sorry! I can't give you my contact information. I'm all about doing whatever I want, and I sell whatever I want based on my mood. So, you'll have to wait and see. Enjoy the food as you please."

Su Chen emphasized it again.

He didn't want to be kidnapped by the diners.

I don't want to have too much contact with them.

Besides, if you give one person’s contact information, there will be countless others later.

If you take one step back, you must take ten thousand steps back. What if they become even more aggressive?

"Wow, wow, wow... Boss, you have such a cruel heart!"

"Yanza, how can I live without your pig's trotters?"

"I fell in love with a wild horse, but there is no grassland at home."

“…”

Su Chen has explained the situation very clearly.

Naturally, everyone had no reason to argue.

Besides, there was a large group of people behind the stall.

If you keep blocking them like this, you might get yourself a beating.

Friends of the hoof still have good eyesight.

He cried for a while with tears and snot, and finally gave way and let Su Chen go free.

As for pig intestines.

It's a love-it-or-hate-it kind of thing.

People who hate it think it smells like pickled organs and it is simply unbearable to smell.

It would be even worse if you encounter a chef with poor cooking skills.

It doesn't taste like spices.

It's just not cooked thoroughly. It feels like chewing cotton when you put it in your mouth. It's prickly and has no taste at all.

Coupled with the special nature of the ingredients themselves, many people avoid it as much as possible.

But the so-called foul odor is also what some people call the aroma of meat.

Since I’m here now, how can I not try it?

Many hoof-riding enthusiasts immediately turned around and lined up at the back of the queue.

…

at this time.

A patient's family member walked out of the gate of the anorectal hospital.

I'm going to take a breath first, and then buy some pig intestines to satisfy my craving.

He took a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it and took a puff.

Smoke rings rose up and slowly dissipated.

He glanced outside casually out of boredom.

Just see.

In front of the familiar stall, there was a very long queue that seemed to have no end in sight.

Holy shit! Isn't this a food truck that sells sausages?

It’s only ten o’clock.

Is there a zombie siege today or something?

How come so many people came all of a sudden!

With a cigarette in his mouth, he strode quickly to the back of the line.

After standing still, he stretched his neck nervously and counted the number of people in front of him.

The situation is not optimistic!

He took out his cell phone, edited a message, took a photo and sent it to the Chrysanthemum communication group.

"Hurry up! There are so many people here today. If you come too late you won't be able to buy it."

The news spread instantly.

The patients' families who were originally leisurely and prepared to queue up later suddenly panicked.

They all rushed towards the elevator entrance.

The elevator was packed with people, pushing and shoving each other.

As soon as the door opened, people rushed in.

In a blink of an eye, the elevator was fully loaded and made a creaking sound as it could not bear the heavy load.

There were also bursts of wailing coming from inside.

"Oh my god, those of you who ate pig intestines in the early morning, can't you skip one meal a day?"

"No, you're the one who's going to grab it, aren't you? And you still have the nerve to criticize others. How can you be so hypocritical!"

"Fuck, stop pushing! Who the f*ck bumped into my ass? Aren't you afraid I'll spray you with blood? I'm still fucking in pain!"

…

soon.

Su Chen frowned as he looked at the crowd swarming to the back of the team.

The number of people queuing up is estimated to be over eighty.

In the past two days, many people bought three or four portions at a time. How could the mere two hundred portions of pig intestines I prepared be enough to sell?

There is nothing I can do.

Everyone came here from far away, and no one wants to go back empty-handed.

Then let’s order the stir-fried pork intestines with peppers, with a limit of two servings per person.

When the diners saw the purchase limit information on the small white board, almost all of them ordered two portions.

After all, those who can arrive on time to queue up are old customers, and of course they know the value of this piece of pork intestines.

"Everyone, don't be in a hurry, come one by one!"

Su Chen said.

He quickly prepared the pickled pork intestines, various seasonings and side dishes.

Get the pan ready and heat the oil!

A crackling sound suddenly rang out.

Su Chen was seen flipping the pot with his left hand and holding the spoon with his right hand.

The chili segments mixed with the browned pig intestines flew out of the pot with a whoosh, and then fell back into the pot accurately.

Stir-fry quickly with a large spoon. Under the action of high temperature, the Maillard reaction occurs, and the fragrant and spicy taste is stimulated.

Many diners stared at the pork intestines in the pot with their eyes wide open, without blinking.

My mouth is watering!

A few minutes later, the diner in front got the stir-fried pork intestines first.

He did not choose to sit down quietly by the stall, but instead took the trouble to sneak over to the queue.

I went to the supermarket next door to get beer.

The fat intestines made a crunching sound in his mouth.

One bite, the teeth and cheeks are sweet and the rich fragrance fills the cheeks.

As the saying goes, dismount when you smell a fragrance and stop when you smell a flavor.

For a moment, he became the focus of everyone's attention, and everyone was swallowing their saliva.

But the hoof-riding enthusiasts lined up behind them felt that the scene before them was too abstract.

They looked at the man with a sense of arrogance, and couldn't help showing a hint of disdain in their eyes.

"Exaggerated, too much! It's just a piece of pig intestines, is it necessary to make such a big deal? If he could eat pig's trotters, wouldn't he be so excited that his soul would leave his body and ascend directly to heaven?"

(End of this chapter)