Goodness, I thought it would be quite unusual to see someone setting up a roadside stall abroad.
I never imagined that such a small serving of stinky tofu would cost so much.
It's not just the cost of ingredients, it's also a lot of work!
Who's a kind person who makes stinky tofu starting from grinding soybeans?
This makes it impossible for them to replicate it even if they wanted to.
"Boss, your costs must be huge! You're only selling it for ten dollars a serving? And it's so delicious!"
These girls had never eaten such delicious stinky tofu in China, and they never expected to be able to eat it abroad!
I was so happy that I didn't know what to say.
"well enough."
Lin Zhou pondered for a moment, then calmly replied.
It's all our own property, so even if we don't use anything, the costs are still there. If we can use it when we set up a stall, then it's not a waste.
The diners could tell from the owner's reaction that he wasn't short of money.
A roadside stall that is truly short of money cannot afford to airfreight ingredients, so why go to such great lengths just to make stinky tofu and set up a street stall?
I guess the boss wanted to experience life and see what it was like to sell stinky tofu to foreigners abroad.
After all, it's quite amusing to see foreigners eating stinky tofu with a look of disgust, and then suddenly finding it delicious.
Stinky tofu tastes really good if you hold your nose so you can't smell it.
If it doesn't taste good, it won't have gone from a local specialty to a nationwide night market snack.
No matter which city or night market you go to, stinky tofu is always a must-have.
Now it's even available overseas.
I wish I could eat all kinds of Chinese delicacies no matter where I go in the future.
I never dared to think of this before.
Now that I've eaten stinky tofu, I dare to dream about it.
...
Lin Zhou brought two large buckets of stinky tofu, and even with the patronage of these locals, it still seemed like there wasn't enough to go around.
They ate one serving after another, as if they wouldn't stop until they were completely full.
A dozen or so people managed to eat all the stinky tofu on his stall.
I had considered this scenario.
Lin Zhou had the same idea when he saw the mission.
Stinky tofu doesn't sell well to foreigners, but it sells well to Chinese people.
And now it has indeed come to pass.
We were able to sell out of stinky tofu today thanks to these ubiquitous Chinese people!
"Boss, what time do you set up your stall tomorrow? I'm bringing my friends along!"
"Yes, yes, I haven't had enough yet! Boss, you absolutely have to come!"
After finishing the stinky tofu, the group was reluctant to leave.
When you meet someone from your hometown in a foreign country, especially someone who makes traditional snacks, you're eager to exchange contact information and ask for a bite.
The boss seemed a bit aloof and didn't talk much.
"Boss, can I get your contact information? I'll definitely buy stinky tofu from you again next time!"
If a typical roadside stall owner were to receive a customer's contact information, they would be quite pleased. With more customers like this, they could create a customer group and become a loyal customer base.
But Lin Zhou did not have this need.
There are so many customers that if he added them all in his contacts, he would be bombarded with questions about his opening hours every time he turned on his phone.
What freedom is left then?
If one part is added, there is no fairness to speak of.
There will definitely be people complaining, saying why it's okay to add other people but not him.
Therefore, Lin Zhou eliminated the possibility of this happening from the very beginning when he set up his stall.
"Sorry, I don't set up a stall often; it's just a personal hobby."
Lin Zhoutong gave a unified reply.
But this statement was truly devastating for these leftovers.
What kind of talk is that!
They finally met a fellow villager selling stinky tofu, and everyone vividly demonstrated what it means to be from the same hometown and have tears in your eyes.
I'm so happy that I'll be able to eat Chinese snacks abroad in the future.
Unexpectedly, the owner was not a legitimate street vendor.
How could this not break their hearts?
He immediately began to weep and lament.
"Heavens! Why are you doing this to me? First you gave me hope, then you plunged me into despair!"
Lin Zhou watched the man's pretentious crying, his acting exaggerated and awkward, and immediately felt glad he had worn a mask.
He didn't want to become famous so soon after arriving abroad.
"I'll be setting up my stall here this week, don't worry."
Lin Zhou skillfully calmed everyone down.
Having experience makes all the difference.
"What time is it, boss? I'll come early to wait for you."
Lin Zhou thought for a moment and set the time at 3 p.m.
Business is good at this time; it's perfect for afternoon tea.
"Okay, okay, boss, you must come tomorrow! I'll be waiting for you!"
Lin Zhou nodded, then packed up his stall and left.
A group of diners were left behind, clutching their bellies.
It's a rare treat to eat stinky tofu, and everyone just couldn't control themselves.
They all ate until their bellies were round and full.
Watching the boss leave, I was filled with endless emotions.
"Come on, it's fate that we met. We're all abroad, so let's exchange contact information so we can look out for each other."
Gao Xianyu was the first to arrive and was still eating at the end, which shows that his wallet and belly were quite bulging.
This will expand your network.
Having more friends abroad means having more options; you never know when they might come in handy, right?
The others thought so too.
In the blink of an eye, these people added each other as friends and even organized a group chat.
"Everyone, are you all coming to eat stinky tofu again tomorrow? If you bring a lot of people, let me know in the group chat so I can come early and wait. I don't like queuing."
"Me too, me too."
"I think I'll bring some friends. I'll ask around when I get back to see how many people are available, and then I'll let you know in the group chat."
"OK."
"..."
After chatting for a while, everyone went their separate ways.
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