"Brother, why are you crying so sadly during the New Year? What's wrong?"
Anyone who isn't particularly oblivious can tell whether someone is faking or genuinely crying.
The man in front of me, eating dumplings while crying, was genuinely heartbroken; tears streamed down his face, and a sorrowful atmosphere permeated his entire being.
Those diners who were pretending to cry and waile fell silent.
It's all acting, how did a real person manage to sneak in!
Lin Zhou scooped the dumplings out of the pot and handed them to the customers, then walked over from behind the stall.
She looked at the man who was crying with snot and tears streaming down his face with concern.
"What's wrong?"
When the man saw that even Boss Lin was concerned about him, his face turned red. The thought of a grown man crying like a child in public made him so embarrassed that he scratched his feet on the ground.
But when I think about the reason, I can't suppress my sadness at all, and the concern from others makes me feel even worse.
All sorts of negative emotions seemed about to overwhelm him in an instant.
"It's nothing, it's just that I can't go home because I'm working overtime during the Spring Festival. Eating Mr. Lin's dumplings tastes like home, and I couldn't resist."
A simple, casual remark, yet the bitterness within was swallowed down along with the dumpling in his mouth.
The man smiled, reassuring everyone.
The more competitive a person is, the less likely they are to say things out loud, as if saying them would mean admitting defeat.
An adult's breakdown often happens in an instant.
After calming down, I quickly composed myself.
"You're talking nonsense! What family smells like Boss Lin's!"
As soon as the man standing by said this, a chorus of coughs erupted around them.
"puff!"
"Cough cough cough!"
Even the heartbroken man's lips twitched unconsciously upon hearing these words; all his sadness vanished in an instant, leaving only helplessness.
"You're quite good at... um... comforting people."
Lin Zhou saw the somber atmosphere at the scene vanish instantly and didn't know what to say.
But seeing that no one responded, they still considerately prevented the diners from speaking.
After saying that, he returned to his stall.
He's better suited to being a food vendor than a life coach.
Lunar New Year's Eve, the last day of the year. Eat and drink well, and in a few hours it will be the new year, a new beginning.
What kind of dumplings do you want to eat tomorrow?
Who could refuse Lin Zhou's suggestion to change the subject?
The man who was just crying his eyes out is now ordering food.
"Boss Lin, how can you eat dumplings without sauerkraut dumplings? Northern sauerkraut dumplings are simply unbeatable!"
"Who said that? Mr. Lin, I want to eat squid dumplings, the black kind."
"Boss Lin, I'd like to eat dumplings with chive and egg filling."
"..."
As the topic shifted directly to food, the atmosphere immediately became lively.
In front of Boss Lin, any distraction is disrespectful to the food!
In the blink of an eye, the dumpling filling and dough that Lin Zhou brought had all been used up.
The number of people at the scene is now several times that of the beginning.
The news that Mr. Lin set up a stall in Jiangdong also became known to many netizens, directly grabbing the top spot on the gala's trending topics and becoming the most active topic at the moment.
The regular customers from Jiangdong were familiar with Lin Zhou's stall-setting style, and they saw Lin Zhou say that he was closing up shop after selling out.
First, they confirmed again whether Mr. Lin would still be setting up his stall tomorrow. As long as he was coming, everything would be fine. They stood obediently in place and waved goodbye.
We continued until we could no longer see Mr. Lin's tricycle.
"You guys say Boss Lin is rich, with so many assets under his name that have been discovered, so why is he still using a tricycle to set up a stall? Shouldn't he get a more impressive vehicle to match his status and skills?"
The regular customer next to him glanced at the person who spoke and quietly said, "You're obviously not a long-time fan. Long-time fans know that Boss Lin's tricycles are all custom-made. Whether it's the materials or the speed, they can't be compared to ordinary tricycles. Even if you drive a sports car, you might not be as fast as Boss Lin's tricycle."
"Also, Boss Lin has been running his stall for several years, and his food cart is different every week. They are all custom-made. This tricycle may look ordinary, but it is actually quite expensive!"
"There was a blogger online who liked modifying cars before, who wanted to modify a food truck just like Mr. Lin's, but he couldn't even get it for 100,000 yuan."
The diners, who were called new fans, were genuinely unaware that these ubiquitous tricycles had such a significant background, and they swallowed hard in astonishment.
"Boss Lin has already closed up shop. He should notify everyone in the group chat and on the official WeChat account so that his fans don't come here empty-handed."
"Right, right, I almost forgot about that. Quite a few people rushed back overnight."
"Tell everyone not to worry, Boss Lin should be here this week."
"I have a feeling there will be a lot of people queuing up tomorrow."
"Nonsense, do you need to feel that? There are already plenty of people like that now."
"I didn't get to eat today, I'll come earlier tomorrow."
"Speaking of which, what flavor of dumplings is the best? I wonder if they'll still have the same ones tomorrow, I haven't had any yet."
"Brother, you might not even get to eat tomorrow."
...
On the other side, Ma Ming, who had managed to snag some dumplings, rushed home immediately and started a live stream, ready to savor the hard-won dumplings.
The fans have been waiting for ages.
Everyone rushed in as soon as he started broadcasting.
"Ahhh, Boss Lin has set up a stall in Jiangdong again!"
"Damn it, I'm still abroad, and Boss Lin is actually setting up a stall in China this week."
"Upstairs, Mr. Lin is from Jiangdong. Of course he'd be back for the New Year. Since he's back, it's normal for him to set up a stall!"
"Monk Ma, quickly show me the dumplings Boss Lin made!"
"I also had dumplings for dinner, but they can't compare to Boss Lin's. I really want to eat Boss Lin's dumplings!"
"Tell me what it tastes like, so I can have something to dream about tonight!"
"..."
The live stream had only been going on for a minute when several hundred people joined.
Ma Ming didn't even have time to greet the audience.
Opening the takeout box and looking at the round dumplings inside, my mouth watered.
Ma Ming remained rational as he showed the camera what the dumplings looked like.
He couldn't wait to say, "Family, this is the dumpling that I bought from Boss Lin after queuing for more than an hour! Hehe, I didn't expect Boss Lin to set up his stall this week! And in Jiangdong, I'm so happy."
"Looking at them, needless to say, they are impeccable. Each dumpling has a different filling but they are all exactly the same. Boss Lin's skills are top-notch."
"Each dumpling is made on the spot. Boss Lin rolls out the dough right there, and the dumplings are cooked as soon as they're wrapped. It's amazing!"
"Although it takes longer, these handmade dumplings definitely taste different from regular dumplings."
"Now let's taste them. The dumplings all look the same, and we can't tell what flavor they are with the naked eye, so let's just try one at random."
After saying that, Ma Ming slowly picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth under the watchful eyes of his fans in the live stream...
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