10 o'clock.
The owners of the fried food stalls and barbecue stalls on the roadside watched helplessly as Lin Zhou packed up his things, finished setting up his stall, and prepared to leave.
I can't help but exclaim, "Business is booming!"
They often set up a stall here, but this is the first time they've seen anyone selling steamed buns here.
The business was better than they expected.
The barbecue stall owner couldn't help but wonder, could steamed buns sell better than barbecue?
Speaking of which, she can also make steamed buns.
But on summer nights, aren't there more people eating barbecue than steamed buns?
Why is it that their stall has no business, but their steamed buns sell so well?
The woman was completely baffled and just watched as Lin Zhou packed his things and left with a flourish.
Lin Zhou got home at nearly 11 o'clock.
Huaguoshan Park is quite far from his villa.
The security guard at the villa gate opened the gate ahead of time after spotting a food stall on a tricycle in the distance.
Mr. Lin from Villa No. 3 is well-known throughout the security office.
It's quite remarkable to see someone selling goods on a tricycle amidst a sea of luxury cars and vans.
It makes one wonder if wealthy people all have some special hobbies.
After achieving financial freedom, one wants to realize their life's value.
For example, Mr. Lin likes to set up a stall and do business.
Of course, you can't ask this question to the homeowner directly.
As the car arrived at the gate, the security guard greeted it with a warm bow.
"Welcome home, Mr. Lin."
Lin Zhou nodded as if it were commonplace, then quickly returned home, parked the tricycle in the garage, and stored it back in the system space.
When you take it out tomorrow, the tricycle will automatically be fully charged and return to its original state, so it can be used repeatedly, which is amazing.
Without this tricycle, Lin Zhou felt his street vending journey wouldn't have been so smooth.
Once I get home, it's time to settle the accounts.
100 tofu buns, five yuan each, total income of 500 yuan.
100 beef buns, ten yuan each, total income of one thousand yuan.
Today's earnings were 1,500. After deducting costs and labor, it was just hard-earned money.
After careful consideration, Lin Zhou concluded that the reason lay in the high cost of ingredients.
I still have to get up early tomorrow to go to the market to buy groceries; it should be cheaper there.
I overslept today, and there's no time left.
After settling the bill, Lin Zhou patted his bottom, took a shower, and then went to bed, forcibly shutting down his computer to sleep. He needed to get up early the next day to go to the market to buy groceries.
You have to go to the market early to buy vegetables, otherwise by the time he wakes up around noon, all the fresh vegetables will have been snatched up.
......
The next morning, Lin Zhou was woken up by his six o'clock alarm clock. He groggily got out of bed, quickly washed up, changed his clothes, and headed to the market.
You have to get there early. The Royal Capital is a villa area nestled against the mountains, so it's definitely quiet and has great scenery, but it's far from other places. Although the tricycle is fast, the journey still takes time.
The security guard from last night, who hadn't changed shifts yet, saw Lin Zhou riding his tricycle out so early, greeted him, and was quite impressed.
Even wealthy people work this hard at their stalls, getting up so early to get things done.
It's really not easy!
Lin Zhou originally had no intention of changing the flavor of the steamed buns.
But as soon as he entered the market, he saw the green vegetables that the old man from the countryside had grown himself. They were growing really well, lush and green, looking refreshing and clean. This reminded him of green vegetable and mushroom buns.
How about we have vegetable and mushroom buns today?
There was no one to consult, so Lin Zhou immediately agreed on his own.
They bought all the two large baskets of vegetables in front of the old man in the village.
The old man was so happy that his wrinkles showed as he finished get off work right after setting up his stall. He quickly helped pack the vegetables and put them on Lin Zhou's tricycle.
If we sell out now, we can rush home, pick another batch of vegetables from the field, and continue selling them. There's plenty of time.
What a great start to the year! We're sure to make a lot more money!
The old man watched Lin Zhou's departing figure with joy.
What a fine young man!
Then Lin Zhou bought fresh shiitake mushrooms, beef, and scallions.
After buying the ingredients, we headed home.
......
On the other side, Wen Nan, who had gotten up late, didn't have time to make breakfast. After getting ready, she hurriedly grabbed the leftover beef buns from last night and rushed out the door.
I rode the electric scooter very fast the whole way, and thankfully I wasn't late.
I found a job that starts at 8 AM, six days a week, all at 8 AM.
This is unbearable!
Looking around at my colleagues, I saw that some were still half asleep, others were making coffee, and still others were eating breakfast.
Remembering her steamed buns, Wen Nan took out a lunchbox from the drawer, put three cold steamed buns in it, and put it in the microwave to heat them up.
Nobody works at this hour; they're probably all still half asleep.
It's the perfect time to eat breakfast to wake up.
Soon, the aroma of beef buns wafted from the microwave.
Wen Nan was so engrossed in the moment that she felt half of her resentment from waking up early dissipate.
If I could eat such delicious steamed buns every morning, then waking up early would be a kind of happiness.
"Ding~"
The microwave beeped, indicating the steamed buns were ready.
Wen Nan took out the lunchbox while wearing gloves, then returned to her seat to start eating.
The steaming hot buns didn't taste as good as the ones that were freshly baked last night after being reheated.
Taking a careful bite, she could still taste the broth inside, which was so delicious that Wen Nan's eyes lit up and she immediately perked up.
Wow~ It still tastes so good!
With a bun in his mouth, his speech was slurred.
With her appetite fully awakened, Wen Nan wolfed down her food, finishing a large steamed bun in just three bites.
After taking a sip of coffee, he picked up the next steamed bun and was about to start eating when he was interrupted by his colleague.
"Wen Nan, where did you buy these steamed buns? They smell so good!"
Indeed, Wen Nan's colleagues all smelled the aroma of the beef buns.
The rich aroma of meat, combined with the wheat flavor of the steamed buns, creates an irresistible fragrance when heated.
As Wen Nan took a bite of the bun, the meat filling inside smelled incredibly delicious, whetting everyone's appetite just by smelling it.
"No, you eat steamed buns without porridge or soy milk, and drink coffee instead?"
When someone asked about Wen Nan's steamed buns, her colleagues on the other side also joined in.
At this time, everyone is slacking off while eating breakfast, but Wen Nan's steamed buns smell the best, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.
Wen Nan also frowned upon hearing this.
Goodness, if you don't drink coffee at 8 a.m., how will you have the energy to work later? Everyone in the company drinks coffee like water.
"I bought these steamed buns at Huaguoshan Park. They're so delicious."
"How delicious is it? Bro, I'll trade you my sandwich?"
His colleague held the beef bun in his hand, his eyes filled with longing.
Looking at the sandwich in my hand, it was not only cold, but also had no aroma at all.
Breakfast is just something to fill your stomach, so I don't have any special requirements; as long as it's convenient, that's fine.
But things change when there's a comparison.
For example, he has no appetite for sandwiches right now and only wants to eat the steamed buns in Wen Nan's hand!
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