The diners standing in front of the stall watched this scene, eating their skewers while completely bewildered.
What's going on?
You haven't paid?
The diners, sensing there was something interesting to watch, widened their eyes in amazement.
He had just thought that these delicious skewers were the first time they had appeared at the entrance of their neighborhood, and people who didn't know them might have thought it was Boss Lin.
It's so delicious.
But considering that Mr. Lin isn't from Sichuan, he probably couldn't make such authentic Sichuan snacks, and besides, the stall owner has a dog.
It was different from the image of Boss Lin circulating online, so I gave up on the fleeting thought.
They're thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
"I'm sorry, I just picked up this dog today, so I might not be very familiar with it yet."
Lin Zhou spoke somewhat awkwardly to the departing diners.
He apologized while crouching down to hug the puppy.
"Rice ball, let's go, let's go."
Rice Ball remained silent, but seeing that Lin Zhou didn't react, it actually reached out and pointed at the pot-boiled chicken in the customer's hand.
Now both the diners and Lin Zhou had their own guesses.
"Is this food guarding?"
"Still want to eat?"
Lin Zhou also fell silent.
Dogs guarding their food is indeed a real phenomenon.
But he still wanted to struggle.
"Rice Ball, let's go back. I'll get you some snacks."
Thinking of bringing the puppy out to set up a stall, Lin Zhou even brought some snacks with him, hoping to tempt the dog with food.
"That doesn't make sense either. There are people eating over there, so why is this little dog chasing me?"
The diner thought for a moment, then tentatively took a few steps back.
The puppy followed them back.
Then, seeing the diners walk up to the stall, the rice ball, as if it had completed its task, retreated behind Lin Zhou and lay down.
Seeing this, the diner turned around and prepared to leave, taking two tentative steps.
Then the puppy got up and chased after it again.
Lin Zhou: ...
In an instant, Lin Zhou miraculously understood the puppy's thought process.
"Rice ball, the customer has paid."
Lin Zhou recalled that when he was looking for a place to set up his stall, he had nothing to do, so he talked to his dog.
He said a lot of things, and even assigned tasks to the puppy, such as finding people who cut in line or didn't pay. He made Feng Fantuan his security team captain.
So, did Rice Ball understand?
Lin Zhou asked a question tentatively, and saw the puppy change its previous behavior and come running back happily.
For a moment, the three people present fell silent.
I never expected this dog to be so smart.
"Boss, your dog is pretty smart."
The diners were taken aback for a moment, then laughed. They didn't feel offended at all; they just found it quite amusing.
It's rare to see such a smart dog; it even helps its owner watch over guests. That's impressive.
"I didn't expect it to remember just because I said it like that."
Lin Zhou sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation. After that, when the diner left, the rice ball didn't chase after him.
But another diner next to them found it amusing.
They left as well.
Then the puppy suddenly stood up and chased after it.
"The rice ball has already been paid for."
This move left Lin Zhou helpless, while the other two diners burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, interesting, very interesting."
Only after Lin Zhou called the rice ball back were the two guests able to leave.
To test whether puppies can really understand human speech.
The two diners took a few steps, then turned around and ran back, deliberately getting close to the dog to eat the Sichuan-style boiled chicken.
Then, tentatively leave to see if the puppy will chase after you.
This time, the puppy lay on the ground and didn't even give them a second glance.
Everyone who saw it laughed.
"Alright, alright, that's enough playing around. This pot-boiled chicken is so delicious, I have to take some back for my wife to try. Boss, will you be setting up your stall again tomorrow?"
this……
Lin Zhou really didn't think it was good.
"Not necessarily. I like to wander around and stop wherever I see a suitable place to set up a stall."
Lin Zhou finished speaking.
The diners looked at him with an "I know" expression.
Lin Zhou looked puzzled. "What's wrong?"
"Boss, you're a fan of Boss Lin too, right? I've met so many bosses lately who imitate Boss Lin's way of setting up their stalls, but you're the one who imitates him the best!"
Lin Zhou, wearing a mask, looked at his attire and remained silent.
What's it like to be recognized as the person who best imitates you?
Lin Zhou felt that he had been silent a lot today.
"Aren't there many people in the city like me... no, like Boss Lin who set up stalls?"
The diner nodded affirmatively.
"Yes, ever since Boss Lin became famous, a lot of imitators have sprung up. There are Boss Lin imitators selling candied hawthorns at the school gate, and there are people selling tea eggs at the bus stop. Anyway, the location of their stalls changes randomly, and they dress like Boss Lin."
Lin Zhou: ...
"It's good, it's good."
No wonder the people of the city were so calm when they saw him. It's probably because so many people are imitating him that they just assumed he was imitating Boss Lin's way of setting up a stall.
"And your Bo Bo Chicken is delicious, so I've decided to appoint you as the branch manager of Boss Lin in Chengdu!"
Lin Zhou: ...
"Thank you so much."
Another diner who overheard this couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha, I didn't mean anything by it, I just agree with your title!"
"I agree with the title of Boss Lin's branch manager, the Bo Bo Chicken is really delicious!"
"Boss, your physique is the most similar among all these imitators."
Lin Zhou sighed helplessly.
Thank you for your recognition.
After seeing the two customers off, Lin Zhou returned to his stall, looked at the little dog huddled in the corner, and shook his head with amusement.
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