"Brother Mingyuan is here."
Lin Zhou casually put his phone away without leaving a trace.
It's hilarious! Now whenever he sees Zhang Mingyuan, he can't help but think of that meme and can't help but laugh.
Zhang Jianjun also knew that he coughed twice before he recovered.
The people involved must not know what they are laughing about, otherwise they will be subjected to the coldness emanating from that person.
"Hmm, what are you chatting about that's making you so happy?"
Zhang Mingyuan has a cold and aloof personality and has never had many friends. In fact, his relationship with his father was just so-so. It wasn't until his father retired and he met Lin Zhou a few months ago that their relationship started to improve. It seems that they have common interests and topics and can sit down and communicate calmly.
Okay, now we can all live together and crack jokes occasionally.
"We didn't talk much. Xiaolin likes fishing grounds, so I told you to buy him a few more."
Zhang Mingyuan didn't doubt it when he heard this, as he had indeed seen Lin Zhou smiling happily when he arrived.
It feels good when the recipient really likes a gift that you've carefully chosen yourself.
With a warm smile, Zhang Mingyuan said to his assistant behind him, "If you like it, that's good. Buy the other fish ponds as well."
Lin Zhou was startled when he realized that he was serious.
One fishpond is enough. Why do we need so many fishponds? He's afraid of fish now and doesn't want to eat them at all.
"No, no, no, we don't need so many fish ponds."
Lin Zhouyi grabbed Zhang Mingyuan and told him not to buy it.
I can't take it anymore, really!
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Lin Zhou fished for two hours, and when he went to set up his stall at the farm, he was carrying a bag full of fish. He could add grilled fish to the barbecue menu that night.
What kind of fish you can catch depends on your skill.
"Wow, Mr. Lin even brought his own ingredients to make a barbecue for us! So many fish, did he catch them himself?"
The diners were astonished to see the large and small fish in Lin Zhou's hands.
One of the fishing enthusiasts, upon seeing it, couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Lin, where did you catch that fish? It's so big!"
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the large fish in Lin Zhou's hand, clearly showing that he was interested.
This fish is so fresh!
Unexpectedly, Mr. Lin is also a fishing expert.
"Private fishponds, let's not talk about that."
Lin Zhou smiled and responded to everyone's greetings, answering any questions he could.
Even after becoming famous, he still set up his roadside stall every week, just like before.
Even after becoming famous, he maintained his calm and composed attitude, which made everyone feel Lin Zhou's personal charm, and they became even more devoted to him.
Compared to some online celebrities whose lives change drastically after becoming famous, Mr. Lin is a breath of fresh air.
Despite being so wealthy, the more you dig into their background, the more outrageous it becomes. Despite being this rich, they still work hard to set up a food stall, making everyone feel touched when they eat such delicious food.
If you put yourself in their shoes, if they were that rich, would they still be out here working so hard to set up a stall and earn these few oddly shaped fruits?
He's already traveling the world in style.
Just thinking about it makes them feel a sense of admiration for Boss Lin.
This is probably what passion is.
Only someone with a passion for cooking, free from financial worries, and single-mindedly dedicated to honing their culinary skills could possess such amazing abilities.
Honestly, this level of culinary skill is something most people have never experienced before.
A group of people watched Lin Zhou walk into the farm with excitement.
Seeing Boss Lin meant seeing hope for a better life.
"Oh my god, I love grilled fish. Once, Boss Lin had a stall at the entrance of the market and he had grilled saury, but I didn't get to eat it then. Now I'll eat grilled small fish instead."
"I see there are quite a few kinds of fish. These were caught by Boss Lin himself. Everyone in front must be fighting over them. I wonder if I'll get a chance."
"Speaking of which, what's wrong with those elementary school students on the farm, and those parents too? They've taken up all the seats in front of them."
"It is said that a class of students and their parents wanted to eat the barbecue made by Boss Lin, so they came to the farm during the day to organize autumn outings and farm activities. They arrived in the morning."
"I must say, they've had it pretty tough too. I arrived early and saw these parents dressed up so nicely before going to work in the fields. Now they all look like refugees. They haven't gone home yet; they're just waiting to have barbecue."
"That famous international primary school, the one full of wealthy families, the one with really expensive tuition."
Once a diner said that, everyone understood.
It's probably only children from wealthy families who have never done farm work since childhood who would choose to organize field work activities during autumn outings.
"That's right. They were having a picnic in the open space, cooking with the meat and vegetables they had prepared themselves. These students' parents don't know how to cook. You didn't see the finished product. It looked strange and weird, and there was basically nothing edible. Only one parent made a vegetable salad, which was okay, but it was all snatched up."
While waiting in line, all the numbers in front were taken by the students' parents, so everyone had to wait.
The conversation naturally turned to the disheveled parents and children.
Although it was called a farm activity, everyone really did work.
They were all covered in dirt and mud, showing that they had all had a tough day.
However, after eating the barbecue made by Boss Lin, the adults and children all had happy smiles on their faces.
With limited tables, many students who were playing well sat together with their parents.
The seats were left for the children to sit and eat, while the adults stood to the side with their skewers.
While eating their skewers, almost no one spoke. The only sounds were the chewing and swallowing of the people in line around them.
"Oh my god, look at the grilled fish they ordered, it smells so good!"
That's right. Fresh, live fish, freshly killed, scaled, skewered with bamboo sticks, sprinkled with salt, rubbed, and then grilled over charcoal.
The fat under the fish skin sizzles and drips from the cuts as it's grilled.
The aroma of fish stands out among the aromas of other grilled meats. The freshness of fish and meat is like a contestant on a different track, each with its own unique characteristics.
Watching these fresh fish being grilled one after another until golden brown and crispy, then plated and served to the diners.
Then it goes into your mouth.
The moment they took a bite, everyone seemed to hear a crisp sound from the charred fish skin.
Then, through the golden opening, you can see the fish meat inside, which is split into pieces like snow-white garlic cloves, emitting heat and spreading its fresh aroma among the crowd.
When grilled fish is cooked to perfection, it has a crispy exterior and tender interior, with a smoky, oily aroma that lingers in the mouth, leaving a lasting impression.
Once you eat the crispy outer layer and taste the fish meat inside, which hasn't been exposed to charcoal, the only word to describe it is "tender."
This tender texture is completely different from that of steamed fish.
Mr. Lin's control over the heat is truly exceptional.
The texture of the fish inside, crispy and golden on the outside but perfectly cooked, is truly indescribable.
Different parts of the plant have completely different textures and flavors, seemingly incompatible yet surprisingly harmonious.
The high temperature locks in the freshness of the fish meat, making every bit the best presentation of its freshness.
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(Thanks to Luo Yu for the extra chapter!)
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