He is not a wasteful person.
Moreover, trying to sell things like a normal vendor is a kind of fun in a boring and repetitive life.
After resting for a while, Lin Zhou rode his tricycle back to town to set up his stall.
Several hours later, the news that Boss Lin had set up a stall in Shouhua Town had spread.
The outsiders were clearly not very credulous, nor were they so eager to set off immediately to find Boss Lin based on an unconfirmed piece of information.
But the people of Sichuan couldn't help but be curious.
The person in the picture is in profile, but he really looks like Boss Lin, and there's also Boss Lin's dog in the picture, so it doesn't look fake.
Moreover, since Boss Lin set up a stall in Sichuan City last week, it's understandable that he would set up a stall in another part of Sichuan this week.
So quite a few people believe it.
Xiaoyu is one of them.
After seeing the photo, she immediately searched for where Shouhua Town was. She found that it wasn't too far from her, about 300 kilometers away, which would take about three hours to drive there.
Why not go for it?
Xiaoyu was very tempted.
But seeing that Shouhua Town was too remote and located in a mountainous area, she, as a girl, was a little hesitant.
Then she thought of Xiao Shuai.
The two developed feelings for each other after meeting at a restaurant in Baihe where they ate food cooked by Boss Lin, and they have been chatting ever since.
But we didn't find an opportunity to arrange to go see Boss Lin together.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Lin happened to be setting up a stall in Sichuan this week.
Isn't this an opportunity?
It's also a good opportunity to test whether the other party is willing to come.
Without much thought, Xiaoyu sent Xiaoshuai the location of Boss Lin's stall this week and expressed her desire to go.
Xiao Shuai replied instantly.
"Shouhua Town is too remote. I just checked the map. I'll come find you now and then drive with you. It'll be safer that way."
Xiaoyu was satisfied with Xiaoshuai's answer and gave a reserved smile to her phone.
"Alright, I'll wait for you."
...
Mr. Lin's Bo Bo Chicken has a large customer base.
Among the people Lin Zhou replied to were members of the group.
As soon as the photos were released, everyone started discussing whether or not to go.
Although Yang Ruoli's supermarket was burned down, it gained her brand recognition. It is currently being renovated, and one can imagine how good business will be after it reopens.
I happened to have some free time during this period, and when I saw this message, I immediately said I would drive over to see if anyone wanted to come along.
Old Wu was thinking of taking his son out to eat on Friday after school, and said he would go in a couple of days.
Let Mr. Yang go and check it out first. If the news is true, he can go on Friday, and he can also go on Saturday or Sunday.
Ye Fan is at work, and she says that her idiot boss won't let her take leave, so she can't go.
If the news is true, she will try to find a solution.
There are still some people in the group who cannot go immediately.
In the end, only Yang Ruoli and her two older brothers formed a vanguard team to investigate.
They received the news in the morning and set off in the afternoon.
Then, in the evening, following the address in the photo, they asked their way to the street where Lin Zhou had set up his stall.
When their eyes met, Lin Zhou saw Yang Ruoli and was genuinely surprised.
"Oh my god, it really is Boss Lin!"
After driving for so long, Yang Ruoli was exhausted, but the moment she saw Lin Zhou, her fatigue vanished!
He couldn't forget the delicious Bo Bo Chicken from last week.
Then he tried several other restaurants' pot-boiled chicken, but none of them tasted as good as Mr. Lin's.
It was as if she had fallen ill with lovesickness, and she followed news about Boss Lin online every day.
He had never been this crazy about following celebrities before.
But he actually managed to win over Boss Lin.
"I love sesame seed cakes, Mr. Lin. Is there a limit on the number you can buy? Give me ten to start with."
Lin Zhou originally thought that he would definitely not be able to complete today's task.
Unexpectedly, the news he revealed in the morning was followed by someone coming to him before it even got dark.
It's still that Mr. Yang whose supermarket was burned down.
This guy is really carefree. His supermarket burned down, and he still has the nerve to come out and ask for food instead of focusing on the renovation.
"Okay, just a moment, it needs to be baked fresh."
Lin Zhou took out the dough from the plastic wrap, flattened it with his palm using a light touch, and then rolled it out with a rolling pin.
Next, roll it into a long oval-shaped flatbread, sprinkle white sesame seeds evenly on it, pat it down to press the sesame seeds firmly so that they don't fall off at the slightest movement.
Finally, stick it directly to the inside of the oven.
The flatbread is very thin and is baked in just one or two minutes, and the aroma spreads very quickly.
It attracted Yang Ruoli and others who were sending messages in the group.
"Goodness, I'm drooling over Mr. Lin's flatbread!"
Upon smelling the aroma of sesame cakes, the three of them immediately forgot about the excited villagers in the group chat, their eyes only fixed on the sesame cake oven.
Lin Zhou worked quickly and soon made the sesame seed cakes one by one, placing them into the oven.
When the sesame seed cakes were ready, Yang Ruoli noticed the rice ball staring at him before remembering to ask about the price.
"Hahaha, Boss Lin, you call this little dog Rice Ball? I think it should be called Money String, it's watching us pay!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhou looked down and saw that the rice ball that had been lying next to the oven had somehow stood up, its two small eyes staring straight at Yang Ruoli.
Lin Zhou sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.
Does this mean you still remember the time Yang Ruoli didn't pay?
"I don't know what's wrong with him, he's incredibly sharp."
Lin Zhou smiled helplessly, knowing that Fantuan had this habit, and that diners especially liked to tease it.
"How much are Mr. Lin's sesame seed cakes?"
The diners next to me thought to ask the price and happily prepared to pay.
"One yuan each."
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