After retiring, Zhang Jianjun had a lot of free time and liked to go online, becoming an internet addict in his old age.
He has been following all the news about Lin Zhou online.
He not only gained attention, but he also created alternate accounts to join and observe some fan groups.
He was aware of the efforts made by the Jiangdong diners to organize their own group, and was even persuaded to contribute.
He couldn't provide the manpower, but he provided the money.
He invested when the mini-program raised funds.
He's considered one of the more well-known fans of Lin Zhoujiangdong.
"Local diners even paid someone to create a mini-program to find you and promote it online, getting local fans to follow and register. With so many users, they can search all over Jiangdong in a day or two. So as long as you set up a stall in Jiangdong, no matter where you are, you should be exposed in less than two days. There are people from all walks of life in the group, such as deliverymen, couriers, traffic police, urban management officers, etc."
Lin Zhou and the others were stunned when they heard this.
Are people really that idle these days?
They even created a mini-program just to find him!
Do I have that many fans?
Lin Zhou felt that he hadn't been running his stall for very long, maybe just a few months?
He was living such a comfortable life that he forgot about time.
"Your fans can't be counted in just one city, Jiangdong; they should be counted across the entire internet. You probably have no idea how popular you are!"
Zhang Jianjun took out his spare phone and opened a long list of group chats, some with hundreds of members and others with five hundred, making it dizzying to look at.
There are groups for customers of Mr. Lin's steamed bun stall, Mr. Lin's fried chicken stall, and all sorts of other groups, there are many more.
"No, why would they create so many groups?"
Lin Zhou was stunned by the long list of group messages.
It's unbelievable that he, as the person in question, had no idea he had so many fans.
The key point is that Uncle Zhang actually added them all.
It also shocked him to his core.
Didn't you see Zhang Mingyuan's eyes widen?
Unbeknownst to them, Zhang Jianjun had become a major fan of Lin Zhou.
"Because we like your cooking, but we often can't find you, we all get together to look for you."
Uncle Zhang understood the fans' feelings and explained.
Zhang Mingyuan looked at his father with a complicated expression; he really had nothing better to do.
Lu Qian hid to the side and chuckled.
She discovered that whenever Lin Zhou was around, the Zhang family father and son would become quite funny.
It's like switching from a domineering CEO drama to a slice-of-life drama, full of everyday life.
Lin Zhou nodded knowingly.
That seems to make some sense.
With so many people, it's no wonder they always manage to be spotted wherever they set up a stall.
"I understand, I understand."
"At this rate of speed at which Xiaolin sets up his stall, he'll become famous all over the country sooner or later."
Zhang Jianjun was very optimistic about Lin Zhou's business. He thought that Lin Zhou would be the biggest fan of the street chef, which would be a great source of pride for him!
Zhang Mingyuan glanced at his father and quietly said, "That's too conservative. It's only a matter of time before it becomes a hit across Asia and the world."
He dared to say that the suona steak he ate back then, with its simple preparation, far surpassed those so-called top-tier steaks from abroad; the culinary skills were on a completely different level.
Lin Zhou using his culinary skills to prepare foreign dishes—isn't that a demotion?
"Of course you're right. There are no aliens, otherwise all aliens would be fans of our Xiaolin."
Zhang Jianjun was retorted by his son and said irritably,
Lin Zhou sat on the side, sipping his wine and watching them boast.
He had experienced this father and son arguing and refusing to back down many times before, and he was already used to it.
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When the regular customers finished eating and were about to share the location of Mr. Lin's stall, they saw that the various fan groups had already gone wild.
The room was filled with discussions about where Boss Lin would set up his stall this week.
"What's going on? Has someone other than us come looking for us?"
The man, who had just put down his chopsticks, asked in a confused tone, "Huh?"
"What's going on?"
The group quickly took out their phones and started scrolling through various group chats.
"Holy crap, someone actually found Boss Lin before us and even posted photos of him eating barbecue. They said if someone's willing to treat them, they'll tell us the location of Boss Lin's stall for free. I saw a lot of people in the group saying no problem, offering big money for the spot. I reckon someone's coming soon!"
The regular diners looked at each other, somewhat bewildered.
"It's alright, it's alright. Let's see if the news has spread outside. It's fine if only local fans know. Boss Lin has a farm nearby this week, so he can get ingredients as needed. He shouldn't have trouble getting food."
"Yes, yes, let's go online and take a look."
After they finished speaking, they switched back to checking the situation on various software programs.
After searching for a long time without finding any news, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, it seems everyone is well aware of the importance of the matter and is discussing it privately without spreading the news."
"Tsk, what are you saying? We're all regular customers of Boss Lin. When it comes to confidentiality, we dare to say we're number one, who dares to say we're number two?"
"Stop babbling and quickly check if you need to update the address on the mini-program!"
"Go ahead and update it, everyone will know soon enough anyway."
"We're all in the same boat. It's been a long time since we've had Mr. Lin's delicious food. Mr. Lin has finally come back to Jiangdong, so let's all have a taste."
"Okay, I'll click the upload link now!"
"Spread it! Spread it!"
The group reached an agreement and updated Boss Lin's location directly on the mini-program.
Whenever there is a notification about Mr. Lin's location being updated, everyone who follows the mini-program will immediately receive a notification.
As soon as they successfully uploaded Mr. Lin's location, all the regular customers who followed the mini-program received a vibration notification on their phones.
With the ringing and vibration, the location of Lin Zhou's farm was clearly displayed in front of all the regular customers.
In an instant, whether they were playing games, watching videos, reading novels, or even with their phones off, regular diners all saw the notification.
The fact that Boss Lin was in charge immediately brought everyone to their senses.
It was already 10 p.m., and many people in the city were still awake. Upon seeing the address, they all jumped up in surprise.
An old customer who was playing video games exclaimed, "Holy crap, it's Boss Lin!"
The man switched to the mini-program in disbelief and saw that it really was Boss Lin's stall location that had been uploaded. He was so happy he almost went crazy!
What are you playing? Hurry up and grab some food!
In the team, when his teammates heard him call out "Boss Lin," they stood there motionless and started swearing.
"What, Mr. Lin? Hurry up and get up there! Are you standing there taking a dump?"
The next second, before his teammate could finish speaking, the man silently turned off his phone, and without even changing his clothes, went straight out in his pajamas.
Before I even left the residential area, I saw a group of people in their pajamas running out in a disheveled state at the same time.
I can tell from their eyes that they're all just there to freeload!
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