Chapter 508 No, boss, you have no sportsmanship!



Lin Yi and the others remained silent.

Then Xiao Xian began her performance.

"What's so interesting about watching the beggar's chicken being smashed? It's the owner making the beggar's chicken that's interesting."

Xiao Xian stood in front of the stall and spoke in a low voice.

Seeing him change his voice before speaking really impressed his brothers!

Then the group looked around at the crowd with curiosity, to see if anyone else was curious.

Xiang Shan, who had been watching the commotion from the crowd, heard this and became very interested.

Yeah! What's so interesting about smashing a beggar's chicken? You still have to see it as beggar's chicken!

Lin Zhou also heard these comments from the diners.

He hadn't noticed at first, but then he saw the customer who had eaten the braised pork knuckle rice last week turn around and walk towards him, his face immediately showing his refusal.

"I think it's better not to come here because the beggar's chicken is too close and will get blackened by the smoke."

Xiao Xian was delighted to see that some diners were curious, and that someone wanted to do the same thing as them.

In the blink of an eye, the boss came out to organize things.

Everyone was stunned.

No, boss, you have no sportsmanship!

When they were joining in the fun, you didn't remind them!

Upon hearing this, Xiang Shan stopped in his tracks.

Almost, almost.

Thinking back to the video he saw, not only was the stall owner dark-skinned, but the diners next to him were also dark-skinned, which must have been because they were too close to the grill.

To avoid making the news, let's just forget about it and wait on the sidelines.

Also, is this stall owner Mr. Lin?

The voice doesn't sound quite right.

But the voices are somewhat similar.

Xiang Shan posted her doubts in the class group.

Then his classmates told him to stop with all the fancy stuff and just ask directly.

Xiang Shan thought it made sense, so she stood aside and waited for the boss to rest.

Lin Zhou, feeling Xiang Shan's gaze, dared not rest. Even when he wasn't busy, he pretended to be very busy, shuttling between the two ovens and turning the second batch of beggar's chicken back and forth.

The first batch of thirty beggar's chickens has all been sold.

The reserved numbers are already up to the fourth batch.

Despite his busy schedule, Lin Zhou eventually found an opportunity to ask Xiang Shan a question.

Xiang Shan approached Lin Zhou, who was bending down to add firewood, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, are you Boss Lin?"

Lin Zhou: ...

"Boss Lin? What Boss Lin?"

Lin Zhou pretended to be serious and looked at Xiang Shan with a questioning look.

Xiang Shan was completely dumbfounded.

The stall owner isn't Mr. Lin?

That's impossible!

"It's the Mr. Lin who's really popular online."

Lin Zhou: ...

"I have no idea."

After finishing his sentence, Lin Zhou continued with his work.

I really can't admit it this week.

If this gets discovered, it will become a dark chapter in his history!

We can't accept it, we really can't accept it!

Xiang Shan stood aside, puzzled.

Post your answers to the questions to the class group.

The stall owner said he wasn't Boss Lin.

These words caused an uproar in the group chat.

What's going on?

"Not Boss Lin?"

"Holy crap, these circumstances all fit the characteristics of Boss Lin setting up a stall, so it's not Boss Lin? I don't believe it."

"Anyway, I asked, and the boss said no."

"Could it be that Boss Lin is denying it?"

"Impossible. Mr. Lin is not that kind of person. When he was setting up his stall before, he always admitted it directly when people asked."

"So this really isn't Boss Lin?"

“I feel that we shouldn’t be so paranoid. The country is so big, there might be more than just Mr. Lin who has good street vending skills. Just because a roadside stall becomes popular doesn’t mean it’s Mr. Lin’s fault. That’s not fair to other vendors.”

"..."

Messages were flying around in the group.

Xiang Shan stood listlessly to one side.

I was initially very excited, thinking that my prediction was correct.

Mr. Lin really did come to Harbin to set up a stall this week.

My hopes were dashed all at once.

Luckily I didn't tell my roommate, otherwise I would have been so embarrassed.

Xiang Shan sighed and stood pitifully to one side.

Seeing this, Lin Zhou couldn't help but tell him, and he looked very disappointed.

But when I think about all the photos circulating online of him looking blackened by smoke, I can hardly recognize him!

Just get through this week.

It's also because I didn't understand the situation on the first day; I never expected that something like this could happen when I was just roasting beggar's chicken.

Now I'm completely stuck with no way out.

As more and more customers gathered in front of the stall, most of them tourists, some taking photos and others checking in on social media.

His stall suddenly became a popular tourist attraction.

Before evening, all 120 beggar's chickens had been reserved.

When Lin Zhou, a customer who came later to ask, came in, he could only say that they didn't have any left.

This is the benefit of the internet.

Once it becomes popular, business will immediately boom.

Lin Zhou felt fortunate that he had the foresight to have Uncle Sun prepare an extra oven; otherwise, he didn't know how long it would take to roast 120 beggar's chickens.

Now you only need to bake four batches.

We sold a lot, and we even got off work earlier than yesterday. That's great!

Beggar's chicken is also easy to make.

As long as the marinating process is done properly beforehand, and the food is cooked through, just pay attention to the heat during baking.

It doesn't require much effort and can be produced in large quantities.

He can manage all the work by himself.

"The second batch of beggar's chicken is ready. Everyone can pick up their orders according to their number."

Lin Zhou felt that the beggar's chicken was almost ready, so he opened the oven and moved the chickens one by one to the ground. Anyway, they didn't eat the mud on the outside, so it didn't matter if they were on the ground.

Once the oven is empty, you can bake the next batch right away without wasting any time.

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