Seeing Lin Zhou set up his stall, everyone was talking at once, their words mixed together, making it impossible to tell who was talking or what they were saying.
"Boss, I really hate to part with your fried chicken. Can't you keep selling fried chicken forever?"
"No, that won't do. Mr. Lin's steamed buns are delicious too. I haven't had them in ages. How about we sell steamed buns next week?"
"We have a new product today, boss. I want the Sichuan peppercorn flavored fried chicken."
"It's the last day, Mr. Lin, is it okay if it's unlimited? I want to eat my fill."
"Boss, don't listen to him! We must limit the quantity, or I won't be able to eat any!"
"These people are crazy! They're all pushing forward, what if they crowd Mr. Lin?! Make room for me, I want to see too!"
"......"
The moment Da Bao saw Lin Zhou, he couldn't be stopped and ran straight to Lin Zhou's side to squat down.
Lin Zhou was quite familiar with Da Bao's arrival.
He greeted me with a smile.
Then I saw Da Bao wagging its tail and barking at Lin Zhou twice.
Their affectionate manner makes them look like Lin Zhou's dog to anyone who doesn't know them.
"Boss, is this your husky? It's so cute!"
The onlookers' eyes lit up at this interaction.
"Haha, no, it's the customer's dog, it likes to eat fried chicken."
Lin Zhou likes dogs, but only the kind he likes to play with. He can't actually keep one himself. He can manage to walk the dog and play with it once or twice, but he can't keep it long-term.
"This dog knows its stuff; it even knows that Boss Lin's fried chicken is delicious."
As if he knew someone was praising him, Da Bao proudly raised his head and sniffed.
Watching this scene from behind the crowd, Gao's mother turned to her son and asked, "Did Dabao do this before?"
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