The diners at the stall stared wide-eyed when they saw Lin Zhou pull a dog out from under the car.
All eyes were glued to the rice ball.
The surprise in his eyes was obvious.
"Wow, is this a rice ball?"
"I've been seeing rice balls online for a while now, they're so cute!"
"Hilarious! Did Gao Jiazhi send a message in the group saying he rushed back overnight, bringing Da Bao with him? Will they fight if they run into each other?"
"You know what, you really are curious too!"
"Hilarious! If Da Bao and Fan Tuan start fighting, whose side will Boss Lin take?"
"When the rice ball first came out, some netizens went to Da Bao's account to sow discord, saying that Da Bao was no longer Boss Lin's favorite dog and that everyone was waiting to see a good show. But Boss Lin has never returned to Jiangdong to set up a stall. I never thought I would see this battle of the century in my lifetime!"
"Wow, the rice ball is so cute! It's been so long and it's still so tiny. How can it possibly beat Da Bao?"
"They're different varieties, right? I'll vote for Da Bao!"
"Hilarious! I saw a post on social media where Da Bao cried when she saw a picture of Boss Lin holding a rice ball. I wonder what will happen when we meet this time. I'll come early tomorrow night to watch the show, hehe."
"..."
As soon as the rice ball appeared, the quiet line immediately erupted into excitement. Everyone stopped queuing properly and craned their necks to look at the rice ball.
As Lin Zhou set up stalls everywhere, his rice ball became well-known among fans and was jokingly referred to by netizens as Boss Lin's butler.
Because Fantuan follows Boss Lin around the stall and keeps an eye on the customers, he can tell at a glance who hasn't paid. He's quite capable and a very loyal and good steward.
Many fans even asked Lin about the rice balls when they didn't see them.
Without rice balls, there's a lot less fun, isn't there?
Everyone was so caught up in the joy of meeting Boss Lin that no one remembered the rice ball.
Unexpectedly, Boss Lin took out the rice ball on his own initiative.
This is a feast for the eyes, and later we can pretend we didn't pay and tease the rice ball.
How interesting!
For a moment, people were taking pictures and playing with the dogs, even ignoring the megaphone strapped to the rice ball.
Rice Ball is also good-tempered. Perhaps it has been with Lin Zhou since he picked it up and set up stalls everywhere. It is not shy and does not bite people. It is very well-behaved. Otherwise, Lin Zhou would not dare to bring it out to set up stalls because it is not safe.
When the rice ball sees someone calling it, it will obediently stop and let the diners take pictures. Its cooperation melts the hearts of the young ladies in the line.
"So cute, so cute! Rice ball, look here!"
"Rice ball~ Rice ball~"
Lin Zhou listened to the increasingly loud shouts, his face full of helplessness.
But the diners in front of them weren't drawn to the rice balls; their eyes were fixed on the dumplings cooking in the pot.
"How do you cook them?" Lin Zhou asked, raising his voice as he looked at the dumplings wrapped on the counter.
"Boss Lin, besides boiled dumplings, can you also make steamed dumplings and pan-fried dumplings? I feel that dumplings taste good no matter how they are made. Steamed dumplings have a chewier skin, and pan-fried dumplings have a crispy bottom and a chewy top. The filling also has broth, so they must taste great."
"It's mainly because of the dumplings you make, Boss Lin! I don't want to miss any of the flavors!"
The diners swallowed hard and stared longingly at Lin Zhou as they talked.
The longing and pleading in his eyes were clearly visible even in the dead of night.
The man behind him, after hearing this long speech, could only remember the words "dumplings," "steamed dumplings," and "pan-fried dumplings." He forgot all about the rice ball, put away his phone, and leaned over.
"What? They also have steamed dumplings and pan-fried dumplings?"
The man's loud voice drowned out the loudspeaker on the rice ball, instantly attracting a lot of attention.
"Huh? Aren't there only five flavors of dumplings? There are also steamed dumplings and pan-fried dumplings to choose from?"
"Oh? Can I exchange my dumplings? I'd also like to try steamed and pan-fried dumplings!"
Not only were the people in line bewildered, but the diners who had already bought dumplings were also extremely flustered.
If there were steamed dumplings and pan-fried dumplings, they definitely wouldn't choose boiled dumplings all the time.
These people are always the most sensitive to food.
As soon as they heard anything about food, their ears became incredibly sensitive. Before Lin Zhou could even say anything, his stall was surrounded by a crowd of diners.
Lin Zhou: ...
They're not enthusiastic about anything, but they're most enthusiastic about cooking.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him expectantly, Lin Zhou thought that it had been a long time since he had set up a stall in Jiangdong. Not wanting to disappoint everyone, he agreed, since it was nothing troublesome.
Dumplings are convenient; once you've wrapped them, you can steam them or pan-fry them.
"Today we only have boiled dumplings. If you want pan-fried or steamed dumplings, I'll bring a pot tomorrow."
Seeing that Lin Zhou had actually agreed, the man who had asked the question at the very front of the stall was completely dumbfounded.
It seems they didn't expect Lin Zhou to actually agree.
After Mr. Lin left Jiangdong to set up a stall, his fame grew and grew. Now, Mr. Lin is well-known all over the world. Naturally, people treat Mr. Lin differently and cannot place him on the same level as ordinary stall owners.
This is probably the effect of celebrities.
Seeing Boss Lin on the streets of Jiangdong after so long evokes a sense of nostalgia.
Surprisingly, even after Mr. Lin went out for a run, he remained the same.
Some of the regular customers who noticed this were so moved that they had tears in their eyes while eating dumplings.
Mr. Lin is still so considerate!
"Boss Lin, don't be so nice. If you keep doing this, what are we going to do after this week is over!"
"That's right, Mr. Lin, you have no idea how much we miss you. We dream about your food stall every night."
"Boss Lin, your cooking is just too good, that's why I can't forget it."
"If only Mr. Lin had better skills but a worse character, I wouldn't be so devoted to you. It's a pity that not only are you skilled, but you're also such a good person. Waaah, I really can't let you go!"
"Boss Lin, we people of Jiangdong really can't do without you! Please don't go out to set up a stall anymore, we really can't keep up with you in places that are too far away!"
"..."
Lin Zhou was helpless to see them crying, so he could only gently comfort them.
But the more he tried to calm the emotional people, the more people he attracted.
Suddenly, a loud wailing sound attracted everyone's attention.
His crying was so loud that it drowned out everyone else's voices, leaving only him to cry.
Everyone, including Lin Zhou, looked in the direction of the sound and saw a person holding a disposable bowl, eating dumplings while crying loudly.
Most of the others were just pretending to be pitiful, trying to fit the mood and let Boss Lin know how much they missed him.
Ideally, in the new year, we should keep Boss Lin in Jiangdong setting up his stall.
But this person was really crying!
No, you can cry while eating dumplings made by Boss Lin?
If they could eat the food made by Boss Lin, they'd be grinning from ear to ear!
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