Every time Lin Zhou comes to the market, he feels like he has difficulty walking.
This area is a combination of a school, a farmers' market, and a residential community.
With people coming and going, and his tricycle being so big, it was really difficult to move around.
"Make way! Mr. Lin is here! Everyone, make way for him!"
"Ahhh, Mr. Lin, I've finally been waiting for you!"
"Brothers, clear a path for Boss Lin! Can't you see he's blocked?"
"Yeah, everyone come quick!"
"Boss Lin, I'm so glad to finally see you! I've missed you so much!"
"Boss Lin has arrived! Everyone, make way!"
Regular customers were scattered around the market, waiting for Lin Zhou to appear.
The iconic tricycle was spotted as soon as it appeared at the intersection by regular diners.
With one shout, all the regular diners on the street came out from every corner.
They all crowded around.
It was like a large-scale fan meeting.
Seeing Lin Zhou blocked in the street by the crowd, he waved his hand and began to call his companions to clear a path for Lin Zhou, as if welcoming some important figure.
The crowd was bustling with noise. So many people gathered around in an organized and disciplined manner that it startled the passersby on the street. Before they could figure out what was going on, they thought a celebrity had arrived and immediately took out their phones to start taking pictures.
Lin Zhou was dumbfounded when he saw this.
What is it like to be forced into a social death?
Lin Zhou had never felt so helpless in his entire life.
He would crawl into any hole in the ground he could find right now.
"Brothers, don't mess with me, it's not that serious, it's really not that serious!"
Even with a mask on, Lin Zhou still felt unsafe, covering his face as he was surrounded by diners, feeling utterly alone.
Holy crap, these people actually pulled this stunt on him!
The elementary school students who saw this scene from a short distance were all wide-eyed with surprise, their envy palpable.
"This is...so cool!"
Cheng Guangpeng, who was standing nearby, heard the elementary school students' exclamations: ? ? ?
Only at that moment did he truly realize that he was from a different generation than elementary school students; he couldn't understand this kind of coolness.
On the contrary, Mr. Lin, who was surrounded by the crowd, was so embarrassed that he almost scratched his toes on the ground.
Lin Zhou covered his face, wishing he could turn around and leave.
The thought of this scene being filmed by passersby and posted online made him wish he had never come today.
He'd be so embarrassed if someone recognized him!
Fortunately, he didn't know many people in this world, otherwise he would have been too ashamed to face anyone.
Having finally arrived at the place where he was setting up his stall this week, Lin Zhou was already numb.
"I was here first, so I'm at the front of the line."
"Bullshit, I've been standing here for a while now, what are you trying to take?"
"Everyone was just busy greeting Boss Lin, who remembers where you were? I've been standing here the whole time, you cut in line!"
"No, who can prove that?"
As soon as Lin Zhou stopped setting up his stall, the harmonious atmosphere among the diners immediately turned into a dispute due to the long queue.
The people arguing, seeing that their seats had been taken by others because of the argument, immediately stopped arguing and focused on grabbing their spots.
All the diners lined up along the sidewalk, instantly becoming a striking sight on the entire street.
Cheng Guangpeng also helped the elementary school students grab a good spot near the front.
This left the people who hadn't seen Lin Zhou in the neighborhood and had gone to the entrance of the vegetable market around 6 a.m. dumbfounded.
What's going on?
Are there really that many people buying fish today?
Looking at the queue, I can't see where the end is. How long will it take to get through?
Someone walked to the back of the line and saw that it stretched all the way to the corner of the street.
If there's a queue, we won't even have time for dinner at home, so we gave up in disappointment.
Ms. Yao was also one of those who gave up.
Unable to buy the fermented fish that her family loves, she took a picture of the impressive queue and sent it to her husband.
"They're out of fermented fish today. I didn't expect so many people to be queuing up. I wish I had come earlier."
My husband, who was just about to get off work and enjoy a delicious meal of fermented fish: !!
"So many people?"
"That's right, the line was so long you couldn't see the end of it. I knew it was no wonder no one knew about such delicious fermented fish."
Ms. Yao bought fermented fish for several days in a row, and yesterday she also bought smoked fish and small fried fish. She really loved this stall, but then she found that there were too many people and she couldn't buy anything.
"It tastes good, so it's normal for people to queue up because it's popular."
Food is the most important thing for people. Good food will always have people queuing up, no matter where it is.
I can understand it, but it's another matter if they can't eat it.
A resident took a picture of this spectacular scene and posted it in the property management group, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.
"The stall selling fermented fish at the entrance of Nanbin Vegetable Market is packed with people, all queuing up. The owner came to our community to sell it a few days ago, and I bought several kilograms, but I can't buy any today."
"My mom also bought this fermented fish, and it's really delicious."
"Goodness, there are so many people!"
"Huh? Does that mean I won't be able to eat any?"
"How did this shop owner end up selling things in the neighborhood before?"
The homeowners who had eaten the fermented fish were all shocked by the photos.
If you can't get it, you have to find a way.
This reminded some people of why the boss had come to the neighborhood to sell things before.
“I was lucky enough to be there. The owner was pulled to the entrance of the community by an old lady to set up a stall. I smelled the aroma and went over to try a piece. Just as I was about to buy it, the urban management officers came. At that time, I and a few other residents were worried that the owner would run away, so we took him directly into the community to set up a stall.”
Now all the homeowners in the property management group know what happened.
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