The rich aroma of curry is delightful, and the smooth, creamy texture is a delightful surprise.
As the potato chunks simmer over time, the starch dissolves into the curry broth, coating the beef with a thick, mashed potato-like sauce.
With its unique curry aroma, it spreads throughout the mouth along with the ingredients.
The stewed carrot puree leaves a sweet aftertaste in your mouth, combined with the aroma of spices, creating a series of flavors that are hard to contain.
One after another, the customers who tried the curry had their anger at being called "eating shit" completely dissipate after tasting it.
I originally wanted to try a bite to refute it.
But once they tasted it, they couldn't honestly say that what they had eaten before wasn't excrement.
If we compare the two, it wouldn't be unreasonable to describe the unpalatable taste as excrement.
"Boss, one curry rice, please!"
After taking a bite of the curry sample, the customer rushed up and shouted in a frenzy.
This sound is the best form of advertising.
At the same time, it also woke up the other diners who were trying the food. After finishing their meal, they were still lingering and unable to extricate themselves from the deliciousness.
With that time, you could buy another serving and continue eating.
Although the price is high, in affluent areas, most customers can afford it; they just consider whether it's worth the price!
"Give me one too, but not two!"
"I want one too!"
Actually, if you look closely, this one isn't that expensive!
Lin Zhou's curry, whether it's beef, potatoes, or carrots, is all cut into very large chunks. After a long stewing time, it may turn into a paste, but some chunks will still remain, resulting in a perfect balance of texture and flavor.
Lin Zhou was not surprised at all by the diners scrambling to order; this was just an everyday occurrence.
Places with tasting events like this inevitably have long queues, regardless of nationality.
In particular, the aroma of curry wafts continuously from the pot.
Passersby who came by the aroma initially wanted to turn around and leave after seeing the price, but then silently joined the queue after learning that there was a tasting available.
I was terrified! I thought there were so many rich people!
They all came for the taste test.
In the blink of an eye, long queues formed on the street.
It was so conspicuous that when the Indo-Chinese people who had heard the news saw this gathering place, they instinctively came over.
"Hehe, if it's confirmed that Boss Lin really is setting up a stall in India this week, then we Indian students will finally have a place in the international student community!"
Lu Junlang felt a pang of bitterness when he thought of the comments made online about Ruko Indo.
They can understand why people go to study in other countries, but they really can't understand why people go to India to study. Is it because the food at home is not good, or because of their unique tastes, that they would go to India to study?
They're practically saying they're out of their minds.
Now! The time has finally come for Ruko Indo to be envied.
"Hurry up and search. The news from China only says that the lucky person's destination is our city, but we don't know the exact address at all."
"I'd be thrilled if we could even pinpoint a country's location, but now we've located a city, so the area is quite small."
"There aren't many Indians left, so it's a bit difficult to gather them together in a short time. If we're unlucky, we might not be able to find Boss Lin."
The group chatted as they quickly walked towards the queue of stalls.
As for the other stalls, I didn't even glance at them.
Because they believed that there must be a lot of people gathered where Boss Lin was.
As they drew closer, they caught the enticing aroma of food.
Especially on this street, where there are hardly any food smells, the aroma of curry acts like a lure, enticing people to go there.
Appetite is the most uncontrollable thing, because you will be hungry if you don't eat.
That's a bodily need.
So, as they smelled the aroma, their stomachs began to rumble one after another.
What followed was a pleasant surprise.
"Right, it's Boss Lin, isn't it? Otherwise, I can't imagine that India has such a fragrant thing."
"I also think it's Boss Lin, let's go." He'd been to this street before, and there wasn't anything particularly good to eat there, so it must be Boss Lin!
The news coming back from China is correct; Mr. Lin really is setting up a stall in India this week!
The group ran wildly down the road, their faces displaying a complex mix of emotions: surprise, disbelief, and fear.
It wasn't until they passed the queue and saw the people at the front of the stall that their expressions stabilized into ecstasy.
"Boss Lin!!!"
"It really is Boss Lin!"
"Ahhhh! Boss Lin!"
The sudden cheers caught Lin Zhou's attention.
Unlike the others who spoke Hindo, they spoke Mandarin.
Lin Zhou was surprised that fellow countrymen had come so quickly, and a warm smile appeared on his face as he met them in a foreign land.
With the crowd of people buying curry rice in between, Lin Zhou simply waved in response.
"Ahhh, Mr. Lin made curry rice this week!"
Naturally, Lin Zhou, a fellow Chinese, was given special treatment, so he addressed the crowd in line, saying, "Those who want to sample the food, stand here; those who want to buy curry rice, stand here."
The few remaining children instantly understood Lin Zhou's meaning and lined up in the direction he pointed.
The Indians weren't stupid; those who had tried the food were bound to buy it, and the queue instantly split into two lines.
The surrounding diners looked curiously at Lin Zhou and the other men, who had the same skin color, guessing that they were probably from the same country.
As the distance closed, the children excitedly spoke to Lin Zhou.
It's not easy to finally meet Boss Lin. Those who could only learn about and see his existence online are now seeing him in real life. It's no different from a fan meeting their idol.
"Boss Lin, I didn't expect you to actually have a stall here!"
Lin Zhou was also curious about how they had found him so quickly.
If he were in China, given his popularity, it would be normal for him to be recognized very quickly if he set up a stall.
But we're abroad now. While the chances of running into fellow countrymen are not small, it's unlikely we'd be caught as soon as we set up our stall.
He became curious about the story behind it.
"Yes, how did you find me? I just started setting up my stall."
Seeing Mr. Lin's curiosity, the group revealed indescribable smiles, exuding mystery.
"It was calculated by the master."
Lin Zhou: ? ? ?
"ah?"
The group didn't keep them in suspense.
He immediately recounted the whole story to them, as if telling a tale.
After a while, Lin Zhou understood what had happened, and he was shocked, having never had his fortune told before.
"So you're saying that an Indian man went to China to find a master to calculate my location so he could set up his stall there. The master's calculation told him to go home, so he came back, and you determined I was in India based on his flight itinerary?"
Lin Zhou was in a daze, looking somewhat confused and bewildered, and also a bit shocked by the fortune telling.
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