Ding Chao stared in shock at the diner who had spoken, and took a few steps back in fear.
"It's not that bad, it really isn't."
The group chatted and laughed, and when Lin Zhou's first batch of roast ducks came out of the oven, the twenty roast ducks were immediately divided up.
Some people don't even get to go home.
After smelling the delicious aroma for a while and catching a duck for quite some time, which was quite an exercise, they immediately asked Lin Zhou to chop the duck into pieces, pour on the red braising sauce, and started eating.
This is a diner who likes the Nanjing style of eating. He squatted down with his takeout box in hand and started eating the roast duck piece by piece with his chopsticks.
Diners who enjoy Peking duck couldn't wait any longer when they saw Lin Zhou slowly slicing the duck meat. They would make half of it into Peking duck and cut the other half out to eat, so they could eat it without delay.
For a moment, the scene fell silent as everyone started eating.
There were too many duck butts for Ah Huang to eat, so he called his friends to squat in front of Lin Zhou's stall.
If there's a duck's butt, then eat the duck's butt.
If there's no duck tail, they'll eat the duck bones that customers spit out.
It's no different from eating at a buffet.
The guard dogs or stray dogs kept in the nearby rural areas aren't very well-behaved; they eat whatever they can get their hands on and even find their own excrement to eat when they're hungry.
Being able to eat duck butts is considered a delicacy.
They ate with such relish, they wished each duck had three duck butts.
Not enough to eat, not nearly enough to eat!
The owner of the farmhouse restaurant who came to pick up the roast duck was overjoyed when he saw it. Then he remembered the video he filmed yesterday of the dog eating the duck's butt, and wondered if anyone would like to watch it.
I took out my phone and looked at it.
Wow, it got quite a few likes!
The comments section was full of jokes, it was really funny.
"Dog: Greetings, King Duck Butt!"
Duck: Are you being polite?
"Dog: The boss deserves to be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple!"
"Duck: The Living Yama!"
Mr. Yang was laughing so hard that he shared the video with the farm owner, and Ding Chao laughed too.
......
Meanwhile, Ma Ming, who had been searching for Boss Lin in Koucheng for two days, decided to head back home after failing to find him.
Koucheng is a city; it's certainly not as big as a first-tier city, but it's not small either.
Finding Boss Lin by himself would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
After searching around the famous tourist attractions in Koucheng and finding suitable places to set up a stall, he planned to return to Jiangdong.
But the viewers in the live stream all strongly urged him to keep looking and to give him tips.
The regular diners in Jiangdong have been looking for Lin Zhou for so many days, but there's still no news.
People strongly suspect that Mr. Lin changed cities to set up his stall this week.
But not many people would go to Koucheng to find someone based on a mere guess.
Unless you're rich and have nothing to do, it's unrealistic for someone to travel across cities just to find someone to eat.
So some regular customers went to Ma Ming's live stream and directed him to find Boss Lin in Kou City.
They even created a map to help Ma Ming find the person.
It felt like the regular customers were directing Ma Ming to find people on the front lines. The number of viewers in the live stream was consistently in the tens of thousands, and the chat activity was very high.
This has made it so that Ma Ming wants to go back but can't for the time being.
Who would turn down money?
Mr. Lin's fans are quite wealthy, and they shower him with gifts.
Is Ma Ming willing to leave?
They could only continue to follow the route map set up by the diners and find people through live streaming.
With only two days left in the week and still no news from Boss Lin, the diners became incredibly united and active, eager to search for him across the entire internet.
Some diners, having nothing better to do, even changed their Douyin location to Koucheng and started watching Koucheng videos, hoping to find a clue.
Since they didn't know where Mr. Lin would be setting up his stall this week, they could only resort to this haphazard, unpredictable method.
Ma Ming's live broadcast room.
"Host, there are still many places you haven't looked at yet. Here's what you do: go look around the places I told you about, and I'll send you gifts."
"We still haven't heard from Boss Lin in Jiangdong. Now we're counting on you. You're the only person I know who's looking for Boss Lin in Koucheng. We can't give up!"
"Exactly, if your buddy gives you a tip, then just focus on finding work and treat it like a job."
"If we find Boss Lin, we'll have plenty of gifts."
"It's only two days left, time is running out. You can come back after this week is over."
"......"
Following the directions and address provided by his fans, Ma Ming searched for Boss Lin's figure while live-streaming on his phone.
He never imagined that one day his job would become a profession of seeking out Boss Lin.
However, he enjoyed it nonetheless.
Doing what you love, traveling in search of delicious food, and still getting paid—you don't have to worry about making a living. Where else in the world can you find such a good thing?
The person who brought about all these changes for him was Boss Lin.
Ma Ming now regards Boss Lin as his god of wealth.
No, it should be the God of Wealth plus the Kitchen God.
Mr. Lin's food is so delicious that it has completely overturned his understanding of food. If you say that Mr. Lin is a culinary god descended to earth, I bet some diners would believe it.
Thinking of this, Ma Ming couldn't help but laugh.
He was showing it to the viewers in the live stream, who thought he had found Mr. Lin's stall and laughed happily.
"No, I couldn't find Boss Lin. I just suddenly thought of a funny idea."
"You want to hear it? Then let me describe it. You say that Boss Lin's food is so delicious, and he sets up a stall everywhere every day to spread the food. Is he a god of cooking who has descended to earth to undergo tribulations, and after spreading the food of many places, he will return to heaven with perfect merit?"
Wow, after Ma Ming described it like that, the fans in the live stream could picture it all.
Don't tell me, you really shouldn't tell me.
That's starting to look pretty good!
It was clear that Ma Ming's words had steered the conversation off course.
The comments section started discussing again what kind of hands Mr. Lin has, why everything he makes tastes so good, and how his cooking skills are so amazing that people are speechless.
After tasting it, all that remains in one's mind is the title of "Master Chef".
Just like the protagonist in a God of Cookery movie I've seen.
After Ma Ming finished speaking, he glanced at the comments and continued searching for Boss Lin in the streets and alleys.
The streamer was looking for people, and the fans were chatting in the live stream room, creating an unexpectedly harmonious atmosphere.
......
At the entrance of the breeding farm.
Lin Zhou spent the whole morning roasting only three batches of ducks.
At noon, the South Koreans arrived, ordering one batch at a time.
He went to the city to buy things in the morning and came back late.
We'll have to wait for the fourth batch.
"Master Lin, aren't you going home for lunch?"
It was midday, and Han Fang, who hadn't eaten, saw that Lin Zhou wasn't packing up his stall to go home for lunch either, and sighed at how hard Lin Zhou worked to run his stall.
"I'm on a diet recently, so I ordered takeout."
While the two were talking, Lin Zhou's 188 lettuce salad was delivered by the delivery guy.
I must say, this lettuce tastes quite fresh, crisp and crunchy, with the sweetness of the salad dressing, like eating fruit.
Then, Han Fang looked constipated at the salad in Lin Zhou's hand, and then at the lettuce in the vegetable garden near the farm...
......
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