The tourist who asked the question was genuinely curious.
Would anyone actually buy a bowl of porridge that costs 100 yuan?
Lin Zhou was taken aback, not expecting anyone to actually ask this question.
"There are still some."
In order to attract customers, Lin Zhou saw that there were onlookers and lifted the lid of the porridge bucket.
In an instant, the abalone congee that had been simmering all the way became even more fragrant than when it was freshly cooked.
The freshness of abalone is unmatched by any other seafood, and it has always been known as the "crown of seafood delicacies," with the saying "a bite of abalone is worth a bite of gold."
This statement is fully embodied at this moment.
A rich, fresh aroma rose with the mist, quickly engulfing the entire mountaintop.
The aroma of the food attracts tourists who have just climbed the mountain before they even have time to look at the surrounding scenery.
The freshness of seafood combined with the aroma of rice is undoubtedly very appealing.
With Lin Zhou's loudspeaker also playing, two more tourists soon followed the sound and smell.
"Wow, abalone congee! I'll have a serving!"
Upon hearing this heavenly sound, Lin Zhou happily raised his head.
I just got asked if I had any business, and business is already coming to my door!
What a slap in the face!
It wasn't so awkward anymore.
Being surrounded by tourists but not getting any orders—it was an indescribable feeling!
"Okay~"
Lin Zhou responded and immediately took out a takeout box and began to fill it with porridge.
A spoonful of the thick, rice-grain-free abalone congee was poured into a bowl.
Under the sunlight, the rice grains shimmered, each one coated with rice oil. The plump and chewy abalone pieces were very eye-catching, evenly scattered throughout the porridge. Dots of chopped green onions added a touch of freshness and made it look very appetizing.
The man who ordered the food swallowed hard and paid immediately.
"This porridge is delicious!"
The abalone congee that was splattered in the bowl was clearly not the kind of congee that could be cooked in a rice cooker by simply pressing the congee button.
The rich aroma of rice cannot be achieved without careful cooking.
A layer of crusty rice oil floats on the surface, which breaks easily with a spoon. When scooped into a bowl, it still has a thick, white, sticky residue. You can imagine how fragrant that mouthful of rice oil must be.
Who in an ordinary family has ever tasted porridge that was cooked with such care and effort?
Preparing fresh ingredients and cooking time takes at least two hours. Honestly, not many people would spend two hours early in the morning just to eat a bowl of porridge.
So this is what the finished abalone congee looks like.
The number of customers ordering food immediately increased.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Zhou had sold three portions.
The remaining tourists just watched and didn't order anything.
Lin Zhou wasn't in a hurry. Comparing today's opening with yesterday's, he could tell that business was pretty good today.
And his regular customers haven't arrived yet!
These regular customers naturally refer to Xie Hong and his group.
Halfway up the mountain, Xie Hong, holding onto the wall for support, climbed upwards.
Every step was fraught with hardship.
"Brothers, doesn't this feel like the beginning of a cultivation world, where you become an apprentice and climb the 'Ladder of Inquiry'? Every step is incredibly difficult!"
Xie Hong found joy even in his suffering, managing to add his own dramatic flair.
The companions around him didn't even bother to roll their eyes.
Speaking at this time would only add to the burden.
"No, what was the boss thinking? Why did he have to climb all the way to the top of the mountain to sell porridge? He could have sold it at the foot of the mountain!"
"Is this a test of how far we're willing to go for food?"
"I think you only deserve to eat the porridge cooked by the boss after you've climbed to the top of the mountain. Isn't it said that when people are hungry and tired, everything tastes good?"
"Indeed, I was amazed by the sweet potato porridge I ate after climbing the mountain. It was incredibly delicious. The rice grains were plump, firm, and sticky. Mixed with the sweet potatoes, it was stewed until it melted in my mouth. The shape of the sweet potatoes was not affected, and it did not turn the porridge orange-red. It was soft, sweet, and smooth. You could taste the original flavor of the ingredients and bring out their characteristics. It was really delicious."
Yao Chao spoke in fits and starts, and anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was about to have a stroke.
There's a big difference between good and bad porridge.
Once you've tasted the porridge cooked by master chefs, you'll understand the difference.
You must have a thorough understanding of timing, heat control, and the ingredients.
Knowing when to use high heat and when to use low heat, and the right amount of stirring to prevent burning and damage to the ingredients, is no easier than cooking a dish.
Finally, the group saw the flat land at the top of the mountain. As if they had seen hope, they excitedly climbed up using both their hands and feet. Upon hearing the familiar sound of a horn, they ran with heavy steps.
Wait, it started running?
The tourists ahead, having finally climbed to the top of the mountain, were resting with their backs bent and hands on their knees when they looked up and saw a group of people running past them from behind.
Tourist: ? ? ?
What's going on?
We've already climbed to the top of the mountain, why are we running?
No, after climbing all the way up, how could I still have the energy to run?
The tourists stared blankly, shocked, at the retreating figures of Xie Hong and his companions.
Then, for some reason, I just followed them.
They followed!
The tourists around were astonished to see a group of people running past.
What's going on? Why are they all heading to the same place?
So Xie Hong and his group arrived at Lin Zhou's stall, followed by a group of people.
Lin Zhou looked on in bewilderment as they rushed over.
"W-what's wrong?"
"Boss, eight servings of abalone congee, please!"
Lin Zhou's bewildered expression instantly transformed into a warm, welcoming smile as he cheerfully lifted the pot lid and began serving the porridge.
When his regular customers arrive, he immediately places a big order!
The tourists watching from the sidelines were somewhat suspicious when they saw a group of people suddenly appear and come up to buy porridge.
These days, do people have to ask favors to sell porridge on the mountaintop?
Is it that high-end?
The tourists who had followed Xie Hong and the others were also puzzled to see someone selling porridge on the mountaintop.
But, since we're already here...
He ran over with Xie Hong and the others; whether they didn't know or because they were together, it was because they were unaware of it.
If I don't buy it now, wouldn't it be very awkward to stand here?
The tourist touched his nose, saw that a bowl of porridge cost 100 yuan, and quietly ordered a bowl.
When I paid, my heart ached.
That's way too expensive!
Things are indeed expensive in tourist areas; even a bowl of porridge costs 100 yuan!
Although the tourists felt they had been ripped off, their expressions remained unchanged.
Who hasn't been ripped off by exorbitant prices at tourist attractions when they travel?
He even drank a bottle of mineral water that cost twenty yuan.
From this perspective, a bowl of abalone congee for 100 yuan is not too bad.
Tourists watching this scene from a short distance, smelling the aroma of abalone congee in the air, were tempted, but felt ripped off by the price and couldn't bring themselves to eat it.
So she wanted to find someone to share the cost with!
He looked around and then noticed a young woman in sportswear, so he went over to her.
"Young lady, wanna share an order?"
"ah?"
Upon hearing the voice, Shao Xiaoxiao looked up at the beautiful, mature woman who was speaking, somewhat puzzled.
Wow! So slim, and with defined abs! So beautiful!
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