"May Buddha bless me to win the lottery. I don't need much, just a million!"
The diners first kowtowed three times in front of the Buddha statue, then took out a dozen scratch cards from their pockets, then took out their ID cards from their wallets, and started scratching without saying a word.
The worshippers kneeling on the prayer mats nearby stared wide-eyed at the scene, forgetting to get up.
Holy crap?
Xiuer?
Even passersby who were burning incense couldn't help but stop and watch the scene unfold.
Passersby who had never seen this before were completely shocked, then suddenly realized what was going on and immediately took out their phones to open map apps and search for nearby lottery shops.
A short while later, he returned with a dozen scratch-off lottery tickets.
The saying "Passing by the Hall of Marriage three times without entering, and kneeling for a long time in the Hall of the God of Wealth" describes this scene.
As the second person scratched the lottery ticket, the third and fourth people followed.
Goodness, you can't just talk about making money; you have to take action!
For example, you could use your ID card to scratch a lottery ticket in front of the God of Wealth!
"I heard from a friend that this temple is very efficacious, so it seems to be quite famous, there are so many people coming here."
The worshippers who had just arrived at the God of Wealth Temple were shocked to see that they had to queue up to offer incense.
"There are too many people, we have to queue."
"You don't understand, do you? Yesterday, someone came to pray to Buddha, and their wish came true on the spot. It's so mysterious! It's better to believe it than not!"
"That makes sense, but what are they doing?"
Passersby looked at the person kneeling on the prayer mat, seemingly playing a lottery game, but they weren't sure and needed to get closer to take a closer look.
Then I saw the people kneeling in front of me scratching lottery tickets.
The scene was absurd yet imbued with a touch of reverence.
In short, it cannot be explained in just a few words.
But undeniably, they were also tempted.
"No wonder there's a line. Should we go buy one too?"
The companions exchanged glances, both incredibly excited, so one queued up while the other went to buy scratch-off lottery tickets.
By the time I bought the scratch-off lottery tickets, the queue was still long.
"Twenty, right? I'll transfer the money to you."
"OK."
Whether it's the lottery or scratch cards, even close friends should keep clear accounts.
Otherwise, if I win, who gets the money?
Just in case.
The regular customer who did this at the beginning didn't just buy one; he bought a dozen.
Finally, hang up all the items at once and go to the side to calculate the money.
"This one has 20, this one has 50, this one has 30..."
A scratch-off lottery ticket cost 600 yuan, and he won a little over 400 yuan, meaning he not only didn't win anything, but also lost a little money.
Good grief, this doesn't work either.
The regular customer put away the scratch-off lottery tickets and lost interest in continuing his Buddhist prayers.
It's almost 11 o'clock, I need to hurry up and get in line.
......
Lin Zhou arrived at No. 56 Dayang Street right on time.
Today was another very rushed day. If it weren't for the speed of the system's tricycle, he might have been late.
This is yet another stall with an independent design.
The sign for the braised meat rolls has an antique feel, and small bells hang around the top of the glass jar. They jingle when you shake it, but the sound is not loud. In the noisy street, only Lin Zhou can hear it.
The regular customers who came after hearing the news didn't know the exact location of Lin Zhou's stall, so they scattered around the temple looking around.
Until I saw Lin Zhou's figure.
"Boss Lin is here!"
This shout was heard not only by the regular diners around, but also by Lin Zhou and passersby on the street.
All eyes immediately turned to Lin Zhou.
Lin Zhou: ......
No, just because he was found by a regular customer doesn't mean that a group of people know about him, right?
These people seem to have a pretty good relationship.
Lin Zhou parked his tricycle, and within a minute, the scattered diners had quickly gathered around and started queuing up as if they knew the way.
The fast and orderly procession attracted the attention of passersby, who couldn't help but join in out of curiosity.
"Hello, is this braised meat roll delicious? Are you all waiting for the owner to set up his stall?"
The line wasn't long, and in front of Boss Lin, the regular customer didn't dare to lie and simply nodded.
"Then I'll try some too."
Lin Zhou parked his tricycle and immediately pulled out the folding platform of the stall, which immediately increased the usable area, making the stall appear spacious and clean.
Each ingredient is placed in a glass container for diners to choose from.
A small blackboard filled with prices was also on display.
A regular customer immediately took a picture and posted it in the group chat after seeing it.
[Signature Braised Pork Roll - 15]
[Beef Rolls - 20]
【Beef Tripe Rolls - 20】
[Additional items: 2 braised eggs, 5 pieces of each type of meat]
While in the company's break room, Wen Nan, who was enjoying a hot bowl of braised pork rolls, was stunned to see a new flavor listed on the blackboard.
What a blunder! He was so focused on stocking up on more braised meat rolls that he forgot about how Mr. Lin liked to add flavors to his dishes all the time.
The beef and tripe were unavailable yesterday; they only came in today!
Good heavens, if pork smells so good, how good must braised beef rolls smell?
Wen Nan silently sent a message to Xiao Wang.
"Brother, are you there?"
......
One by one, the ingredients are laid out, with vibrant colors and fragrant braised meat, constantly assaulting the diners' eyes and taste buds, leaving no room for anyone to resist.
The aroma of braised meat is inherently very strong and unreasonable.
As soon as the fire on the stove heated up, without the lid on, the aroma became even more intense. The fragrance of the spices in the braising liquid blended with the umami flavor of the various meats stewed together, wafting out as if it were a tangible odor. The young monks standing at the temple gate, greeting and seeing off guests, couldn't help but look over because of the aroma.
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