"Boss Lin seems to be looking at us. Could it be that he heard us talking about him?"
"It can't be that bad, we're not very loud."
"I'm not going to say anything more, I'm going to add a spoonful of braising liquid."
Lin Zhou smiled as the classmate who said he looked like his grandmother after feeding chickens walked over.
I don't know if my classmate was feeling guilty, but I always felt that Mr. Lin's smile was creepy.
"Boss Lin, I'd like to add a spoonful of braising sauce."
To be honest, this braised sauce mixed with rice is really delicious.
The broth is a darker color than the stewed pork knuckle.
But it's a perfect match when poured over rice.
The subcutaneous fat of the pork knuckle is completely absorbed into the broth during the simmering process.
This results in the braising liquid being very oily even though there isn't a single drop of oil in it.
This oily, dark brown sauce, poured over rice, turns the rice reddish-brown and gives it a glossy sheen. It has a meaty and braised aroma, and even without any side dishes, it's enough to make you want to eat a whole bowl of rice.
Moreover, the soup is thick and oily, and he loves to eat oily rice, which is incredibly fragrant.
Lin Zhou scooped a spoonful for him.
I received a grateful smile from him.
...
Even when it was time to pack up, there were still quite a few people gathered in front of Lin Zhou's stall.
They made sure he would be back to set up his stall the next day before reluctantly saying goodbye.
I got home not too late, it was only a little past eight.
Butler Sun and the others were still awake.
The once quiet villa became lively again because of Lin Zhou's return.
"Sir, you're back. Are you hungry? What would you like to eat? I'll make you something easy to digest."
Upon seeing Lin Zhou, Fantuan was the most enthusiastic, running over from its kennel and following right behind him. Lin Zhou took one step, and Fantuan took one step.
You can tell at a glance who it's closest to in this family.
"No need, I'm not hungry. I'll talk about it when I get hungry tonight."
People who cook don't get hungry easily because the smell of cooking fumes can create a feeling of fullness.
So Lin Zhou isn't hungry yet.
"Why don't you just sit here all night and watch TV?"
Lin Zhou didn't rush back to his bedroom to take a shower.
Seeing everyone sitting in the living room, just sitting there blankly, I got a little curious.
"There's nothing good to watch on TV these days, unless there's a good movie to watch. And no matter what you watch, you need a membership, and if you have a membership, you have to pay. I'm not watching."
Xiao Li gets a headache just thinking about those payment procedures, and as a result, he loses interest in watching TV series.
Lin Zhou nodded. He didn't watch TV often and wasn't very clear about it.
As long as everyone isn't bored, that's fine.
Get some rest.
The first thing Lin Zhou did after going upstairs was to take a shower.
He smelled like pig's feet all over his body, and it got cloying after a while.
...
In the alley, after Lin Zhou left, everyone's emotions were still unsettled for a long time.
With all the students still in school enjoying Boss Lin's braised pork trotters rice, Chu Kuang's class group chat became incredibly lively.
Xiang Shan recalled his efforts to return to Harbin as soon as he had a holiday, and his vision blurred.
Harbin is currently very popular, with the opening of the Ice and Snow World attracting a large number of tourists.
Unable to buy tickets, he and his roommate signed up for a tour group.
When I quoted the price, I thought it was really cheap, only a few hundred yuan.
He sensed something was wrong as soon as he boarded the bus.
The journey involved trains and buses, and even included a stretch of waterway travel.
And all of them are cheap tickets.
You can imagine how dilapidated the car was and how bad the environment was.
Needless to say, the accommodations in the middle were also terrible.
Meals weren't included, which didn't seem like a big deal at the time, but the places we passed through were incredibly remote, and we couldn't find anything to eat. We mostly ate bread and instant noodles.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they went through countless hardships along the way.
They were filled with anxiety, fearing they would be taken away and sold by this shabby tour group.
When they arrived in Harbin, his roommates were already thinking of killing him.
He begged and pleaded with everyone he could, and finally managed to survive.
If it weren't for the news that Boss Lin might set up a stall in Harbin, everyone would be kept going.
Xiang Shan felt that he might not live to see the sun rise tomorrow.
If it gets out that Mr. Lin has a stall in the alley across from the school.
He felt he couldn't go on living right now.
He broke down the moment he saw the message in the group chat.
Why is Mr. Lin's stall route different from what I predicted?
He felt that Boss Lin should be heading back to the north to set up his stall soon, and Harbin was the most likely city.
He was so convinced of it.
It was this determination that convinced his roommate to return to Harbin with him.
What a mess this is.
How can he possibly say that?!
If I say it, I might really not see the sun rise tomorrow.
"Xiangshan, what's wrong with you?"
My roommate was resting on the hotel bed when she saw Xiang Shan sitting there with a worried expression. She thought he was worried that they were still angry.
He immediately waved his hand generously.
"Let it go this time, and you didn't even think about it. It's all that tour group's fault. I didn't expect them to be such a rip-off. You get what you pay for."
"Absolutely, this journey has been quite an ordeal."
"It's your name. Every time I say it, it gives me the feeling of being encouraged to do good, and my temper has improved a lot."
When Xiang Shan heard her roommates' words, a smile that looked more like a grimace appeared on her face.
I'm so touched, so incredibly touched.
How could he dare to say that?
"Um, I mean, what if Mr. Lin set up a stall at our school this week?"
As soon as Xiang Shan finished speaking, he was met with cold laughter from his three roommates.
"I can't say anything else, but you won't see the sun rise tomorrow."
Towards Goodness: ...
Xiang Shan gave a pitiful smile and said insincerely, "I was just kidding, just kidding."
But he took out his phone and tagged Chu Kuang in the class group chat.
"Brother, you've really put me in a lot of trouble!"
Chu Kuang, who was back in his dorm and lying on his bed playing on his phone, looked at the message and gave a confused look.
He made a delicious dish, and his classmates all sent him private messages of thanks.
What's with this "turning to goodness" thing?
What's wrong with me?
"It's okay, I brought Harbin ice back for my roommates."
Previously, everyone in the class group had gathered together to discuss and predict where Boss Lin would set up his stall next.
Xiang Shan once said that he thought Boss Lin was very likely to set up a stall in Harbin next.
Unexpectedly, this person brought their roommate home with them when they went on vacation.
Chu Kuang understood everything he heard.
My direct reply was: "You're awesome!"
The classmates in the group all chimed in to watch the drama unfold.
"Brother Xiang, are you going to tell your roommates about this? If you don't, will you still be able to go back to school and eat braised pork trotters?"
"I told you, buddy, I was worried your life was in danger!"
"By the way, I heard you guys went back on a tour group. Tsk tsk tsk, you better watch out. If I were your roommate, I'd be standing by your bedside in the middle of the night."
Xiang Shan was terrified by what her classmates were saying, and then she secretly looked up at her roommate.
Then I met my roommate's gaze, which I hadn't noticed at any time.
...
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