Sometimes, it can feel really helpless to run a stall all by yourself.
Although the vendors were very enthusiastic, they were so enthusiastic that he couldn't handle it.
The person who did this is a bit socially anxious.
For example, right now.
He was very curious as to why these people were secretly watching him.
If you were to ask, these straightforward northerners would definitely tell you, but once they start talking, who knows how long it would go on.
He's closing up shop now, so he can go out and have some fun this afternoon.
In the evenings, I usually go to bed right after dinner because I have to get up early in the early morning to prepare for setting up my stall.
After some thought, Lin Zhou decided to ask again when he came to set up his stall tomorrow.
Back at the villa, Butler Sun had already prepared hot drinks.
One of the aunties went to pack up the stall cart, while the other went upstairs to give Lin Zhou a urinal.
Feeling the warmth of home, Lin Zhou quickly removed his heavy gear, instantly feeling much lighter.
I used to think that the North was cold, but I didn't really understand that the South was also quite cold in winter.
It now appears that there are still significant differences between the two.
The cold in the south is more like a magical attack; it's damp, and the cold feels like it's seeping into your bones.
The cold in the north is a physical attack; it's cold, but as long as you keep warm, it won't seep into your flesh. As long as you're not constantly freezing outside, and there's heating indoors, it's still quite comfortable.
However, he has to set up a stall and stay in the cold wind for several hours, which is a difficult time to endure.
After Lin Zhou became familiar with Steward Sun and the others, he would usually tell them some interesting stories about setting up a stall when he came back.
It's frustrating to have something to eat but no one to share it with.
"When I was setting up my stall these past two days, a group of international students came to buy egg burgers. Today, for some reason, they became interested in the pillars by the roadside and went up to lick them. As a result, their tongues got completely stuck. Hahaha, it cracked me up."
Lin Zhou couldn't help but laugh when he thought about the scene.
I don't understand why they're interested in roadside pillars.
Could it really have some special flavor?
He was incredibly curious about it.
He originally had no particular interest in the beads by the roadside.
But those international students really piqued his curiosity.
"Butler Sun, what do you think the iron pillar by the roadside smells like?"
Butler Sun was overjoyed, but then he was stumped by this question.
He looked at Lin Zhou, who was eager to try and whose eyes were full of curiosity. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.
This kind of thing—licking a pillar outdoors in the northern winter—was truly beyond his comprehension.
In his career, no other family had ever done anything like this.
He had never been to the North either.
So he could only shake his head to indicate that he didn't know.
"How about we give it a try?"
The next second, Lin Zhou put the equipment he had taken off back on.
He told Butler Sun to bring two cups of water, just in case he could go out with him to try.
If his tongue gets stuck, we can free him in time.
Because he was making egg burgers at the time and didn't have time to watch, he didn't know whether the old lady who rescued the group of international students poured hot or cold water on them, so he brought both hot and cold water with him.
Butler Sun followed behind Lin Zhou, and seeing his boss showing such a childlike side, he was happy to play along.
The two found a pillar in front of the villa.
Before licking, Lin Zhou glanced around to make sure no one was watching before he started.
After all, this is indeed a bit naive.
Even the pillars outdoors in the north are covered in a layer of white mist from the freezing temperatures.
It looks like a solidly frozen popsicle.
It looks rather tempting.
Lin Zhou suppressed his excitement and carefully licked it.
And unsurprisingly, being inexperienced, his tongue got stuck immediately.
The butler, surnamed Sun, stood nearby and licked his tongue with a calm expression. Only after confirming that his tongue was stuck to the hot water did he test whether hot or cold water could revive it.
Experiments showed that hot water works better.
Then, Butler Sun carefully freed Lin Zhou's tongue.
On the way back, both of them felt a little awkward.
Two grown men, not young anymore, were secretly doing this kind of thing outdoors.
When I got home, the water in the bathroom was already running.
Lin Zhou went straight upstairs to take a shower.
After getting ready, I went downstairs, and lunch was already prepared.
Although Steward Sun's cooking skills are not as good as Lin Zhou's, he knows how to use tricks.
For example, after arriving in the North, the dishes prepared were all Northern specialties, many of which Lin Zhou had never eaten before. It was quite interesting to try something new.
After the meal, Butler Sun drove Lin Zhou out for a stroll.
Cities in the north, whether in terms of architectural style or scenery, are very different from those in the south.
When Lin Zhou isn't setting up his stall, he likes to wander around.
After playing until I was tired, I would go to sleep after dinner and then set up my stall in the early hours of the morning.
With the idea of completing the task in one day, Lin Zhou prepared a lot of ingredients today to ensure that he could make seven hundred egg burgers.
Then Lin Zhou set off with a full load of ingredients.
Compared to the less bustling morning market before.
Lin Zhou also came over at five o'clock today and noticed that something was wrong.
There weren't as many vendors the previous two days.
Moreover, this time of day is mostly filled with people setting up stalls.
Surprisingly, people were already buying things at 5 a.m. today. Although there weren't many people, there were indeed customers wandering around the various stalls and buying things.
The vendors at these stalls also seemed more excited than usual; if only one person were like that, Lin Zhou might have overlooked it.
But if everyone on the street is in high spirits, then it's quite obvious.
As soon as Lin Zhou parked his car, he was met with the smiling face of the man next door who sold beef and mutton vermicelli soup.
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