The whole process took less than a minute.
Lin Zhou's tricycle found a spot and stopped, and a long queue formed.
Ding Chao, belatedly realizing the situation, slapped his thigh in surprise.
Holy crap, such a long line! It's his roast duck!
Does that mean he'll have to join the queue too?
Ding Chao's face was contorted with regret, deep regret!
How could he forget that all these people were here to steal his roast duck!
They were even standing on the sidelines, happily watching the spectacle!
Ding Chao realized what was happening and stopped standing by watching the show, quickly running to the back of the line to join the queue.
The line was so long that he felt a little hopeless.
A few days ago, when I ate roast duck, although there was a queue, it wasn't like this. There were only twenty ducks in a batch, and no one was in a hurry. Unlike now, when the ducks haven't even been roasted yet, there are already hundreds of people queuing up.
When will we get there?
Then he saw some people in front of him skillfully taking out a folding stool from their bags and placing it on the ground. Some were playing on their phones, some were playing cards, some were watching TV series, and some were eating their breakfast.
Ding Chao was completely dumbfounded.
At the same time, he also became curious about Lin Zhou.
Could it be that this Mr. Lin is very famous?
"Brother, I'd like to ask if Boss Lin is very famous? I see so many of you guys coming along, all fully equipped, are you part of some organization?"
Ding Chao was incredibly curious.
This was the first time he had ever seen so many people queuing up for a roadside stall.
The diners in line ahead of them were bored. They looked at the clueless Koucheng man and envied his good luck, but they still happily explained Lin Zhou's fame in Jiangdong.
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