Lin Zhou's eyes ached looking at the familiar faces of these old diners.
But I also miss that atmosphere where everyone would joke and tease each other.
It's quite interesting.
"Harbin Ice Cream is quite fun. The beggar's chicken is still a while away. Aren't you going to wander around a bit?"
After watching these people finish their antics, Lin Zhou smiled and spoke.
The beggar's chicken won't be ready for a while, and it would be boring for everyone to wait in front of him.
"No, it's Sunday today. Boss Lin, who knows where you'll be tomorrow? We can go have some fun then."
"I mainly wanted to see Boss Lin, hehe, I didn't expect it to really be Boss Lin."
"If it weren't for the video of Boss Lin being blackened misleading us, we might have recognized him much earlier."
"That's right, Mr. Lin, how did you get so blackened by the smoke?"
This has piqued the curiosity of regular diners.
As far as they knew, Mr. Lin had always kept his stall clean and tidy, even in the sweltering summer.
There wasn't even a smell of cooking oil on him.
When they saw the video, they never even considered that it might be related to Boss Lin.
It wasn't until Gao Jiazhi ate the headless food that he recognized it as Boss Lin.
It must be fate!
Want to know?
Lin Zhou was wearing a mask, so the smile on his face was invisible to his regular customers.
But the tone of those words was off.
The regular diners had some understanding of Lin Zhou's personality.
They immediately shook their heads in unison.
"No, no, we were just curious!"
"Right, right, we can't disturb Boss Lin making beggar's chicken, or we'd be committing a sin!"
Seeing that they weren't falling for it, Lin Zhou curled his lip in boredom.
Sigh, it's not easy to fool the regular customers; the new customers are so naive.
I was thinking of making a few more small charcoal pieces, but I didn't expect these regular customers to be so shrewd.
That's so unfair.
Don't think he didn't see that these people even used his tanned face as their screensaver!
Does he really think Boss Lin has no pride?
Lin Zhou sighed regretfully, then turned around and walked to the oven to add fuel to the fire, turning the flames to make the fire burn more evenly.
During this time, the smoke from the fire wafted onto Lin Zhou's face.
There's no need to bake for a whole day; half a day of baking will leave your face blackened.
He's now bundled up so tightly that he's not as conspicuous as before.
In the blink of an eye, the first batch of beggar's chicken was ready.
Lin Zhou once again performed a scene in front of everyone, knocking out a beggar's chicken with a single punch.
For regular customers watching live for the first time, and recalling those popular videos, many of them, after buying beggar's chicken, imitated Boss Lin and wanted to smash it open with their fists.
It all ended in failure.
They were also itching to make a move.
"Boss Lin, is it difficult to smash this beggar's chicken?"
After these days of setting up stalls, the act of buying beggar's chicken and smashing it on the spot has become a must-do activity for tourists.
Hearing the old customer's words, Lin Zhou knew what he was thinking and simply handed him a beggar's chicken that hadn't been smashed.
"You can try it yourself."
"Oh dear, it would be so embarrassing if I couldn't break it open!"
While saying this, the regular customer kept his hands busy, quickly taking the beggar's chicken handed to him by Boss Lin.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he was about to begin his performance.
"Now, everyone's eyes are on me. I'm going to demonstrate how to break a boulder with my fist!"
Lin Zhou felt embarrassed for the man's arrogant demeanor.
As a result, the diners in line were very cooperative, cheering and clapping, making room for each seat.
The entertainment value is off the charts.
Lin Zhou seemed to have already anticipated what was about to happen.
They simply lowered their heads and busied themselves with their own affairs.
Then, with a punch, the old diner let out a scream.
The performance has now ended.
A chorus of sighs immediately rose from the surrounding area.
"Another one."
"Speaking of which, it's been so many days, has anyone succeeded in the challenge yet?"
“I’m here every day. I haven’t managed to break it open with one punch, but if I keep punching, I’ll eventually break it open.”
"That doesn't count. It has to be like Boss Lin's, smashing it open with a single punch."
"Speaking of which, Mr. Lin is really strong!"
"Before I knew the beggar's chicken stall owner was Boss Lin, I thought he was strong. Now that I know he's Boss Lin, I feel like it's perfectly normal. Who can understand this!"
"To be honest, Mr. Lin has been running a stall for a long time, so he must be very strong."
"Boss Lin, where's your new puppy? I saw some interesting descriptions from customers online. Why didn't you bring it out? If you had brought Fantuan along, we would definitely have recognized you as Boss Lin!"
Lin Zhou looked at him as if he were an idiot upon hearing this.
You've already given me the reasons, so why are you asking me?
Perhaps Lin Zhou's gaze was too direct.
The diner suddenly understood what he hadn't said aloud.
He coughed twice, looking embarrassed.
"Hey Mr. Lin, I'd like my beggar's chicken to be packed up."
Lin Zhou nodded and took the beggar's chicken to pack.
The diners who had already received their beggar's chicken had finished taking photos and started eating.
The photos were then sent to the group chat.
Only a minority of people go to Harbin.
As soon as the photo was sent back, everyone's mouths watered.
"Waaaah, I'm so hungry! It's a pity that they don't sell beggar's chicken on delivery services. I can't go to Harbin. Where in Jiangdong can I buy beggar's chicken?!"
"I'm so hungry! This beggar's chicken looks so tempting. The skin is golden yellow. I bet it's made with free-range chicken. The skin of the poached chicken I make at home is this color."
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