Even if they knew in advance that Boss Lin was setting up a stall here and that there were other customers.
But when the rider arrived at the scene and saw the wonton stall bathed in warm light, the lively chatter coming from afar, and the barking of dogs, he still felt a little lost.
Why would someone come to a cemetery in the early morning to sell wontons? Aren't they afraid?
Or do you want to have some fun with our ancestors?
"Hahaha, Da Bao is very possessive of his food. Look, he gets fierce towards anyone who comes near him while he's holding the big bone."
"It's all because you were too greedy and tried to take it from me."
"Be careful, don't come looking for me if you get bitten."
"Wow, who's so fast? They even sent an errand boy."
Everyone was chatting and drinking wonton soup when they saw a cyclist riding by and looked over with curiosity.
"The rider is really brave; he dared to ride over all by himself."
With these customers around, Lin Zhou wasn't so scared anymore. He sat behind the stall, rolling out dough and wrapping wontons. The warm light shone on him, making people feel warm for no reason.
The aroma of broth filled the air, instantly dispelling the dreadful atmosphere brought by the cemetery.
The rider parked his electric scooter to the side, and seeing everyone looking at him, he nodded awkwardly and greeted them.
Then I went to Lin Zhou's stall to order.
"Boss, three bowls of wontons to go."
Hehe, two bowls are for the customers, and one bowl was bought for myself.
He had only heard of the food Boss Lin made, but had never tasted it. So many people were so enthusiastic about it that they would go to the cemetery late at night to eat it. He had to try it out.
"Okay."
There was still a long way to go before selling a hundred bowls. Lin Zhou was happy to see customers coming to buy, wishing that each of them would eat a few more bowls.
Otherwise, I'm really afraid the mission won't be completed.
He was genuinely terrified of this awful place.
After all, he had died once and had miraculously come back to life, so he had a natural sense of awe for these things.
There are so many things in the world that science cannot explain, so it's better to believe they exist than not!
He himself is a perfect example.
The rider looked at the rows of small wontons laid out in front of Lin Zhou, all the same size and shape, very delicate.
But Lin Zhou's method of making wontons is very casual. He just uses a small wooden stick to pick up the meat filling into the wonton wrapper, and then pinches it casually. A handmade wonton is born in the blink of an eye. The whole process takes only a moment, and the speed is fast and the amount of meat is precise. Judging from the same shape, the seemingly casual pinching probably requires a lot of skill and strength.
"How much?"
"Twenty-one bowls."
Tsk~ It's a bit expensive. A bowl of wontons outside costs around ten yuan, but this bowl costs twenty.
After the rider paid, he uploaded the order amount, and the lady on the other end waited and paid immediately upon receiving it.
Before long, three bowls of wontons were cooked together and poured directly into the prepared broth. Lin Zhou sprinkled on seaweed flakes, egg strips, and chopped green onions. He always added the seasonings to the wontons last, as the residual heat would slowly soften the seaweed and allow all the ingredients to blend together.
"Alright, be careful on the road."
"Okay, thank you, boss."
The rider turned around and quickly rode his electric scooter back.
Delivering orders to customers was one reason, but he was also eager to eat his wontons.
He had just watched Boss Lin make the wontons; the small, thin-skinned, translucent wontons were truly beautiful.
And the soup base was actually a rich broth made from pork bones, incredibly flavorful. I didn't see Mr. Lin adding anything like MSG throughout the meal. It was just the broth with some lard, scallions, seaweed, and shredded egg skin.
The dark purple seaweed, the golden egg crepe strips, and the bright green scallions created a visually appealing dish with a rich and savory flavor that made him drool.
The key is that the egg skin is cut so finely, like silk threads. Just a little bit on the wontons makes them look exquisite.
It's no exaggeration to describe it as having a perfect combination of color, aroma, and taste.
Without experiencing it firsthand, one would never understand why diners are so obsessed with finding a Mr. Lin.
It wasn't until he saw it with his own eyes that he realized that Mr. Lin's serious attitude towards food was something that many restaurants didn't have.
The pursuit of flavor, the color matching of food, and the exquisite presentation are all things that a roadside stall could not offer.
Moreover, although it's a roadside stall, none of the ingredients are exposed to the air. Instead, they are all stored in airtight containers, which are very clean and hygienic. You can't see a single dirty spot on the stall, making you feel truly at ease eating there.
On his way back, the rider saw that the once quiet and empty road was now filled with vehicles coming from the opposite direction, their headlights illuminating the road.
That made him less scared, and he even had the mind to look at what brand of cars were passing by.
Wow, Mr. Lin's customers are all quite wealthy, they all own cars worth hundreds of thousands, including sports cars, they're really rich.
......
It's during the National Day holiday, and there are still a lot of people awake at this time.
More than a dozen cars drove all the way to Taoshan. People who didn't know the situation would think it was a convoy.
As soon as these people arrived, the scene immediately became lively.
"Wow, Mr. Lin, I've missed you so much!"
A grown man got out of the car and went straight to Lin Zhou, opening his arms and dramatically asking for a hug.
Startled, Lin Zhou quickly raised the small wooden stick he was using to wrap wontons.
"No, no, no, I'm making wontons."
"Boss Lin, you don't know, I almost missed your wonton stall this week. I had already bought a plane ticket to Dinghai, but when I heard that you were setting up a stall here, I immediately canceled it. Luckily, I almost missed out on eating your wontons."
The man was incredibly excited; upon seeing Lin Zhou, he couldn't stop chattering.
In addition, other people were also talking.
Lin Zhou never imagined that the cemetery could be so lively.
Now there's absolutely no scary atmosphere left.
Listening intently to the diners' conversations already occupied most of his attention.
I also need to find time to cook and wrap wontons.
"Oh my god, it's so lively. The last time Taoshan was this lively was during the Qingming Festival. There were stalls selling chrysanthemums and other things all along the roadside. I remember there was such a traffic jam that several traffic police came to direct the traffic."
"Hey, before this place was demolished, it was surrounded by villages, and people who died were basically buried on the cemetery."
"Then the highway was built, and everyone in the village moved away, but the graves are still here, and people still come to pay their respects during the Qingming Festival."
"Actually, there's nothing to be afraid of. I have to come to pay respects to the graves every year, even though sometimes I go to the wrong graves."
“Indeed, the graves here are all similar, some even without tombstones. Without an elder in the family to guide you, it’s generally impossible to tell them apart.”
"By the way, Mr. Lin, are you setting up a stall in Taoshan this week?"
When the regular customers arrived, they were all stunned by the sudden surprise. They were so busy chatting and expressing their excitement that they almost forgot to ask the most important question.
It wasn't until someone remembered that they realized this was the important point!
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