"No need to pack it up, boss. Do you have disposable gloves? I'll eat it directly."
They can't wait to do good.
I haven't felt this eagerness for food in a long time.
No, I tried it last week.
This was his feeling while waiting for Boss Lin's braised pork trotter rice.
Thinking about it carefully, it wasn't even a few days apart.
But there's a saying that goes something like, "A day apart feels like three autumns."
That's quite a long time.
Xiang Shan nodded in agreement.
After paying the bill and taking the beggar's chicken, I looked around but couldn't find a place to eat. So, holding the beggar's chicken in one hand and wearing gloves on the other, I endured the heat, tore off a chicken leg, and stuffed it into my mouth to eat.
The beggar's chicken, fresh from the oven, and the temperature in my hand, both indicated it was very hot.
But the aroma of beggar's chicken lingers around your nose; the fragrance is so enticing that anyone passing by would stop and linger.
Once it's in his hands, how could I bear not to eat it!
That's the kind of heat that makes you want to rinse it off, even if it's scalding hot.
He pulled the chicken leg off the whole chicken, and in an instant, the skin tore, and the meat inside was so soft and mushy that it fell off with a single tear.
Juices splatter, and the aroma, accompanied by steam, wafts towards you.
There's no time to think about doing good; all I can think about is eating.
The moment he tasted it, he looked at Lin Zhou with a face full of shock.
It's so delicious, and the cooking style is so similar to Mr. Lin's, yet he claims he's not Mr. Lin?
After taking that bite, Xiang Shan knew without a doubt that it was Boss Lin.
He was very familiar with this craft!
It haunted his dreams for days.
He'd recognize me even if I were ashes!
The students in the group are right.
The way to identify Boss Lin has never been by his appearance or stall, but by his unique flavor!
Seeing that Boss Lin was busy, Xiang Shan didn't disturb him.
It was a little hot, so I put the beggar's chicken on the ground, and while gnawing on the chicken leg, I took out my phone to take a picture and then posted it to the class group.
"Family, this is amazing! The beggar's chicken is so delicious it'll make you cry! The stall owner may not admit to being Boss Lin, but with this skill, I bet he's 100% Boss Lin. I'm waiting for you in Harbin, come on over!"
Xiang Shan typed furiously, squatting in front of the beggar's chicken, his mouth greasy from eating.
I finished a chicken leg in just a few bites.
He immediately tore off another chicken leg.
The tenderness of the chicken was vividly displayed in his mouth at that moment.
He couldn't bear to waste the chicken skin, which he had never eaten before, and ate it all.
The chewy, slightly bouncy chicken skin and the tender, juicy chicken thigh meat go hand in hand in your mouth. As you tear and bite, the juices from the chicken are clearly visible, and they drip onto the ground if you're not careful.
Every drop is concentrated chicken soup essence, incredibly delicious.
The subtle fragrance of lotus leaves is very refreshing and helps to cut through the richness of the food.
Even though he was eating beggar's chicken on its own, he didn't feel any greasiness at all. All he felt was the fresh, fragrant, and tender taste. The immense satisfaction of his appetite was enough to make him feel incredibly happy at that moment.
Good free-range chickens are slaughtered and roasted on the spot.
You can taste the freshness of it.
Even the freshest ingredients don't need MSG or chicken bouillon to enhance their flavor; the natural taste of the ingredients alone is enough to send shivers down your spine.
With Lin Zhou's superb seasoning, every strand of the chicken is infused with aroma, making it irresistible with its freshness and fragrance.
The class group chat went completely crazy because of Xiang Shan's message.
What incredible luck!
Who could be as lucky as them, managing to know Boss Lin's location for two consecutive weeks?
For a moment, no one spoke in the group; instead, people immediately started scrambling to buy tickets.
"Boss Lin really knows how to pick a place. Harbin has been incredibly popular lately, with a huge influx of tourists, and train tickets are hard to come by."
"Good heavens, I just checked the high-speed rail tickets, and they're sold out for today, and also for tomorrow and the day after. What should I do?"
"There are no plane tickets either!"
"Isn't this going to kill us? Family members, should we carpool?"
"What's going on?!"
"I also want to eat beggar's chicken, Brother Xiangshan. Is there a purchase limit? Can you get one for my classmates? I'll send it by express delivery, cash on delivery, or air freight is fine too!"
The students, feeling overwhelmed by the distance and unable to make it in time, immediately started thinking.
We immediately started thinking of solutions.
If only it could be air-freighted, it would be perfect in the dead of winter. It would arrive the next day and wouldn't spoil, as it could be kept fresh with ice packs.
The price can be faster than getting there in person.
Moreover, it's a bit difficult to get to Harbin immediately tomorrow.
Xiang Shan didn't actually ask that question.
Unsure if the stall owner was Mr. Lin, Xiang Shan just wanted to buy one to try.
Now that he's tasted it and seen the message in the group chat, he quickly packed up the beggar's chicken in his hand and ran to Boss Lin to ask about the purchase limit.
"Boss, is there a purchase limit?"
As for why he recognized Boss Lin and called him "Boss," that's just a man's intuition.
Regardless of the reason why Mr. Lin does not admit that he is Mr. Lin.
But Mr. Lin must have his own reasons.
He was already very happy as long as he could eat the delicious food made by Boss Lin.
Moreover, Mr. Lin's stall has become a viral sensation online even before people knew who he was, and now there are already a lot of people queuing up.
If people find out this is Mr. Lin's stall, that would be terrible! We wouldn't be able to get any food then.
Having experienced the frenzy over pork trotter rice last week, Xiang Shan has already learned how to avoid it without any instruction.
The experience posts from Jiangdong veteran diners were of great help to him.
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