“Let me explain in detail.”
Lin Zhou took a handful of melon seeds out of his pocket and handed them over.
Sunflower seeds are an essential snack for Lin Zhou when he goes fishing, and a great way to pass the time.
Zhang Jianjun was amused by Lin Zhou, took the bag, and described it while eating sunflower seeds.
"That's right, after the engagement, Qianqian went to work as Mingyuan's assistant at the company."
Lin Zhouyi's eyes widened upon hearing this. How was this any different from a scene from an idol drama?
"Then what?"
"......"
Meanwhile, Qi Liangping and his parents also returned from Koucheng.
I originally planned to stay for one day, but I ended up staying until the 2nd before coming back.
In the evening, the family of three would go out for cold noodles, and during the day they would wander around the various places in Koucheng, enjoying a very leisurely time.
This simple change of city, staying for a few days, feels quite relaxing.
I also bought a lot of local specialties.
Carrying large and small bags home, Qi Liangping collapsed onto the sofa, exhausted.
Then, seeing his parents packing their things, he quickly got up to help.
"I just got home and I have to unpack? Let me rest for a bit first. I'll do it, this bag is really heavy..."
After finishing their work, the family of three was exhausted and didn't want to cook, so they ordered takeout.
"Ugh, no cold noodles this week."
My stomach started growling, and the smell of cold noodles came to mind again, making me swallow hard.
I ate it for several days in a row and never got tired of it. But the thought of not being able to eat it anymore makes me sad.
I wonder if Mr. Lin will ever organize a rerun.
In games, there are always reruns to make money. I hope Mr. Lin can learn from this. I'm sure he'll have a lot of fans willing to spend money.
Thinking of this, Qi Liangping remembered the Weibo post he made last night, but he forgot about it while eating.
If you open the backend now, you'll see that the message section is exploding with 99+ messages.
"Wow!"
Qi Liangping looked at the post he made about Boss Lin's cold noodle stall, which had already received thousands of likes overnight, with more comments than likes, as well as a bunch of private messages and mentions.
That's crazy!
After carefully reading through the private messages and comments, I found that they were all asking questions like where Boss Lin sets up his stall and whether the cold noodles are delicious.
It was already Monday, and he posted the Weibo late at night. Many people only saw it the next day after it became a hot topic.
Everyone was envious of his good luck.
Then Qi Liangping also discovered that the dozens of fans of Boss Lin that he had joined were still small-scale and unorganized fan groups.
A large group of people are trying to pull him away.
I counted them, and there were customer groups for Boss Lin's steamed bun stall, Boss Lin's fried chicken stall, Boss Lin's braised meat roll stall, and so on.
It seems these fans are all acting independently, with one group for each booth?
He was ignorant; he never expected that a roadside stall's fans would be so organized, like a fan club, with a huge number of customers.
He was most impressed by the customer group at the steamed bun stall. They directly spent money to attract people, which was very professional. You even had to fill out information to join the group.
He's willing to share information, and there's a generous reward for it.
Qi Liangping's heart immediately turned towards the steamed bun stall, and he threw himself into Fang Jun's arms without hesitation.
Yes, as the group admin, Fang Jun personally went to poach people after receiving the news.
He wanted to win over every chosen one who could find Boss Lin's position, just in case one of them was lucky enough to meet Boss Lin again later.
Business people should plan ahead!
"Trust me, you made the right choice. Add me on WeChat, and we can chat."
......
At nine o'clock in the evening, when Lin Zhou returned home with a basket full of fish, the housekeeper Sun had already prepared the ingredients needed for the wonton stall.
Lin Zhou set an alarm for his stall to open at 12 o'clock and came back early to prepare.
Where is Taoshan?
Lin Zhou wasn't sure, but since he had the system navigation, he didn't take it seriously.
After taking a shower, start simmering the broth.
Two pork bones and two beef bones, along with some ginger and scallions, are thrown directly into a stainless steel pot with a capacity of several tens of liters to simmer.
Fresh bones don't have much blood foam; just skim off the little foam that rises to the surface after boiling.
The remaining time was spent kneading the dough and chopping the filling.
Clean the fresh pork thoroughly, cut it into small pieces, then use two knives to mince the pork (two parts fat and two parts lean) into a paste.
The wontons are definitely made with pure meat filling, seasoned with a broth made from scallions, ginger, garlic, and Sichuan peppercorns. You can't taste the scallions and ginger, which also helps to remove the gamey smell.
Add the seasoning liquid to the minced meat in batches, stirring in one direction with chopsticks until the liquid is absorbed, then add more.
Stir until the meat filling is plump, sticky, and fragrant.
With the dough and meat filling ready, Lin Zhou began wrapping the meat.
Once the broth was almost ready, we started packing our things and getting ready to leave.
The preparations took a total of two hours. Since he was unfamiliar with the route, Lin Zhou allowed plenty of time before setting off.
Lin Zhou opened the system task, selected the location navigation, and set off.
Half an hour later, he noticed that the route he was riding was becoming increasingly remote and he felt something was wrong.
The road to my stall under the bridge wasn't this remote before.
As I rode along, there was no one left on the road.
And there doesn't look like there are any mountains in front of it.
He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but the street seemed quiet, and even the streetlights didn't seem as bright.
Lin Zhou was not very brave. He would ride for a while and then glance at the system map, afraid that he would get lost because he was on the wrong route.
Unfortunately, the navigation showed that the location was right ahead!
Lin Zhou mustered his courage and sped up, reaching his destination in one go.
Then he looked at the cemetery in front of him and fell into deep thought.
No, system, are you sick?!
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