As soon as Lin Zhou got off the tricycle, Chen Luo handed him a cup of eight-treasure porridge. It was still warm in his hand, and he could smell its sweet aroma.
Looking at Chen Luo's confident expression and the diners around him who highly approved of the eight-treasure porridge.
Lin Zhou's expression was a little strange.
He looked at Chen Luo with a suspicious gaze.
"Boss, you have to try this! This tastes just like home, it's so familiar!"
Gao Xianyu had already drunk his third cup. Since going abroad, he hadn't had such delicious eight-treasure porridge in a long time. It tasted just like the eight-treasure porridge he remembered.
Under everyone's expectant gaze, Lin Zhou picked up the disposable cup containing the eight-treasure porridge and took a sip.
The case is solved.
Isn't this just porridge made by adding canned eight-treasure porridge sold in supermarkets?
The flavor was diluted, so people couldn't taste it at first bite, but his tongue could taste it immediately.
"Did you add canned eight-treasure porridge when you cooked it?"
Upon hearing Lin Zhou's words, Chen Luo was stunned and looked at him with a terrified expression.
"Holy crap, how did you know?!"
Chen Luo's mind raced. He had relied on this eight-treasure porridge recipe to make a living for so long, and no one had ever discovered his trick. How come the stinky tofu vendor exposed it so easily?
Could it be that people who can cook are better at cooking, and they weren't fooled?
Hearing Lin Zhou's words, Gao Xianyu and the others were also shocked.
They were praising this eight-treasure porridge to the skies, but it turns out it was just mixed with canned eight-treasure porridge and cooked!
No wonder this eight-treasure porridge tastes so familiar.
Who hasn't eaten eight-treasure porridge, which is readily available on every street corner, in their entire life?
That's a lot of people's food reserves.
It's something I've been eating since I was a child.
I never knew you could eat it like this!
"Good lad, no wonder this eight-treasure porridge tastes so familiar!"
"You're a genius! How did you come up with this idea?"
"This reminds me of something I saw online before: you mix instant noodle seasoning with water and it turns into a bowl of chicken soup."
Chen Luo forced an awkward smile.
"Hehe, as long as it tastes good, who cares if it's made correctly or not."
"Moreover, with the addition of eight-treasure porridge, the sweetness is diluted a bit, and there is also the taste of fresh ingredients, which makes it taste like home."
Chen Luo boasted about the eight-treasure porridge he made.
Listening to his eloquent words, Lin Zhou silently finished the eight-treasure porridge in his cup in one gulp.
Then they started setting up a stall.
The moment the pungent smell of stinky tofu spread, everyone's attention was drawn to it.
Lin Zhou set up a stall in front of the Eiffel Tower for several days in a row.
It's a landmark building, after all, and there are quite a few tourists and pedestrians coming and going.
As soon as the smell came out, everyone instinctively covered their noses.
Seeing such a smelly food truck with so many people queuing up, what are they waiting for?
People who were originally uninterested in such smelly food became curious when they saw so many people queuing up every day.
It makes you want to try what this smelly stuff that so many people are lining up for tastes like.
So the two young and pretty foreign girls walked to the end of the line and joined the queue.
Most of the people queuing up were Chinese, but then two foreign girls suddenly appeared. The key was that they were pretty, so of course they attracted attention!
When it comes to attractive people or things, everyone inevitably takes a second look.
Lin Zhou stood behind the stall, diligently frying stinky tofu.
The seemingly solid pieces of tofu, once thrown into the hot oil, quickly turned from gray to black under the intense frying, then slowly expanded until they all floated to the surface, covering the entire surface of the oil and crowding the hot oil underneath.
The diners standing in front of the stall had their eyes fixed on the food, and their longing turned into drooling.
"Honestly, boss, your stinky tofu is truly authentic. I dare say that there are very few authentic stinky tofus in China. Not to mention the strong smell, the key is that the smell is still slightly retained after frying, and it is also fragrant with the aroma of frying. It is absolutely amazing. Especially for someone like me who loves stinky tofu, it is really impossible to resist. It is so addictive."
"You bet! This stinky tofu is so delicious, I've never had it before in my life. Boss, will you keep this stall going? I can't imagine what I'll do if I get so used to it that I can't eat it anymore one day!"
Upon hearing this, a hint of guilt flashed in Lin Zhou's eyes.
How is he supposed to respond?!
"It depends on the situation."
Lin Zhou doesn't dare to make any definitive statements now.
Because the system tasks are so randomly assigned, it's not impossible that they might be in the same place next week.
Therefore, Lin Zhou will not give a definite answer under uncertain circumstances.
To avoid being proven wrong.
Upon hearing Lin Zhou's words, the diners who had been casually chatting widened their eyes.
Look at what you're saying, does that mean you'll stop setting up a stall after a few days?
"Boss, you can't be so capricious! How are we supposed to survive without your stinky tofu!"
"Take it back! I don't like hearing that. Boss, please save the child! We can't do without you!"
Lin Zhou silently fried stinky tofu without making a sound.
This greatly worried the diners.
"Boss, is there something you're having trouble saying?"
"Is it a visa issue or something? Tell me, and I'll see if I can help. Even though I'm a student, I can ask my dad."
"Yes, if the boss has a problem, we all solve it together!"
"I can help too, I have money!"
Lin Zhou's lips twitched as he listened to the diners' concerned words.
They meant well.
"No, I like to set up a stall everywhere, and the food I sell is different every time."
After listening to Lin Zhou's explanation, Chen Luo scratched his head in the crowd.
How come this looks so much like the Boss Lin that his girlfriend mentioned?
"Is that Mr. Lin, who randomly changes locations to set up his stall every week?"
After Chen Luo finished asking his question, Lin Zhou fell silent.
No, his fame has already spread overseas?
How could he not know?
"If there isn't another Mr. Lin who randomly sets up a stall, then you must be talking about me!"
Chen Luo had heard his girlfriend explain the science behind it, and his girlfriend had even returned to China early for Lin's sake.
I just wanted to try the roadside stall run by Boss Lin, which is incredibly popular in China.
Now you're telling me Boss Lin is abroad?
Chen Luo's expression froze, and he looked at Lin Zhou with utter disbelief.
"Boss, your name is Lin Zhou?"
Seeing Chen Luo's dumbfounded expression, Lin Zhou reluctantly took off his mask.
"Yes, you know me abroad too?"
Chen Luo had seen Lin Zhou's photo before, and recognized him immediately as soon as he took off his mask.
"My God, you really are Boss Lin!"
For a moment, Chen Luo didn't even care about the stinky tofu. He took out his phone and opened his chat with his girlfriend. Before long, he saw the video of Boss Lin setting up his stall that his girlfriend had sent him.
The person in the video was exactly the same as the person in front of him.
His excited demeanor left everyone else completely bewildered.
Especially what they say, which leaves listeners completely confused.
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