One pot can cook several bowls of wontons, and customers line up to pay and take a bowl.
With so many people, everyone tacitly agreed, without Lin Zhou even having to say it, to eat only one bowl each.
Those who weren't full brought their own sesame seed cakes to eat with the wontons—it was delicious!
Yao Chao and his group arrived early and had seats available.
The first thing I did after sitting down was to take a picture and send it to their group chat.
"Meng Tao, look what we're eating."
"Hahaha, these are wontons made by Boss Lin. Take a look, there are so many people here."
"Meng Tao, are you coming to Jiangdong to visit us? We can go back to school together then. You only tried the porridge that Boss Lin sold before once, you really missed out. You can't miss the wontons this time."
Of the few people in the group, only Meng Tao's family lives in another city.
Watching Yao Chao and his friends posting food ads late at night is making me incredibly hungry.
"Have some decency, my God, posting poison in the middle of the night."
"Stop talking, I'm checking the tickets now."
When Meng Tao returned home, he saw that they drank all kinds of porridge every day and he was extremely envious.
Now that I see them eating wontons, I'm just trying to tempt him.
Who can withstand this?
His home is not far from Jiangdong; it only takes two hours by high-speed rail.
Without saying a word, Meng Tao started buying tickets.
If I can't get up in the morning, and the wonton stall only opens at night, then I'll just buy a ticket for the afternoon.
Meng Tao quickly bought a ticket for 2:40 and then sent a screenshot to the group.
"The tickets are for 2:40, so please make sure you're there to pick me up."
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