The girl chased after him and finally caught up with Lin Zhou at the next traffic light. She immediately asked to buy him candied hawthorns.
I was afraid that if I was even a second too late, the person would get away again.
"Boss, how much are the candied hawthorns?"
The girl rode her electric scooter up to Lin Zhou's tricycle and blocked his way, as if afraid he would run away again.
"One skewer costs three yuan, five yuan for two skewers, ten yuan for five skewers, and you can choose any flavor."
"Give me a ten-yuan one, boss, would you like it packed up now?"
Lin Zhou glanced at the traffic light, which had ten seconds left, shook his head, and pointed to the pedestrian crossing next to the intersection, preparing to go there to pack the food.
So the girl pushed her electric scooter and followed Lin Zhou to the pedestrian crossing at the intersection to pay.
"Boss, your candied hawthorns are so beautiful, they look like amber."
Candied hawthorn is a type of food that relies heavily on its appearance.
If it's done well, you can tell the difference just by looking at the sugar coating.
Some sugar coatings are too dark in color, so they lose their crystal-like texture and become less translucent.
Some candy coatings have dense, fluffy foam, which makes them look even less appealing.
Some people make mistakes when coating candied hawthorns with sugar, resulting in a messy and uneven coating with many unsightly shapes.
An unappealing shape can significantly affect appetite.
Lin Zhou's business is so good because his candied hawthorns look perfect.
They're so pretty that passersby can't help but stop and buy a few skewers at first glance.
Girls, especially those who love delicate snacks, simply can't resist them.
"I'd like one original flavor skewer, and what flavor is this one?"
There are so many flavors of candied hawthorn berries to choose from.
The girl happened to have trouble making choices, and seeing all these candied hawthorns made her want to try them all.
But if you buy too much, you can't finish it all.
It's impossible to choose five flavors from these options.
"This is chestnut puree."
"The filling made with steamed chestnuts and milk condensed milk is very fragrant."
Lin Zhou held a paper tray in one hand and a claw machine in the other, introducing the flavors to the girl based on the ones she pointed to.
"Then I'll have a bunch of chestnuts."
"And what is this black thing?"
"This is blueberry paste, this is mung bean paste, this is red bean paste, and following that, it's taro paste, jujube paste..."
As the girl listened to Lin Zhou's introduction, her eyes clearly showed that she wanted to eat it.
This gave Lin Zhou a great sense of accomplishment.
It's really interesting that so many people enjoy the food I make myself.
"Give me twenty, I'll take ten skewers."
The girl hesitated for at least three minutes before making a decision.
Having chosen this one, I couldn't let go of the other, so I reluctantly added another one.
"Okay."
Lin Zhou smiled and packed it up, then handed it over.
"Thanks."
The girl was also very happy, cheerfully carrying the candied hawthorn berries and hanging them on the handlebars of the electric scooter before leaving.
Lin Zhou, however, did not leave.
In just a short while, some passersby were drawn in by the candied hawthorns and came to buy some.
In a short time, dozens of candied hawthorn skewers were sold. Lin Zhou packed up his stall with satisfaction and continued to stroll down another street.
At that moment, Jia Lan and Xiao Lin passed by Lin Zhou in their car.
Jia Lan caught a glimpse of Lin Zhou out of the corner of her eye and immediately turned around.
In the blink of an eye, all I could see was the sign for candied hawthorns on Lin Zhou's three-wheeled cart.
"What's wrong?"
Xiaolin looked at Jia Lan as she suddenly turned around and asked in confusion.
"I think I just saw the owner of the steamed bun shop."
"You must have seen wrong. I didn't see any steamed bun stall."
Upon hearing the word "baozi" (steamed bun), Xiaolin turned around and looked back, then sighed in disappointment.
"Give up. The owner hasn't set up his stall for a week. Either move to another location or stop selling altogether."
Jia Lan still felt that the back view of the tricycle owner looked a lot like the steamed bun stall owner from before.
She can't possibly admit she's wrong.
How could she possibly mistake the figure she had been longing for all week?
Xiaolin declined to comment.
As the saying goes, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night.
This person is probably obsessed with eating steamed buns.
God knows how she got through all those days.
Every day after get off work, I'm dragged out to find steamed bun stalls all over the streets and alleys.
Although the steamed buns made by the previous stall owner were really delicious, she still misses them.
But she couldn't possibly run all over the city just to eat.
Moreover, this person's first choice for food now is steamed buns.
They say if they can't get the authentic, delicious steamed buns, they'll find a substitute.
As a result, she ate steamed buns for breakfast for a whole week. I just couldn't live like this!
"No, the more I think about it, the same vendor who sold candied hawthorns earlier is the same vendor who sold steamed buns earlier. Let's follow him and see."
Xiaolin: ......
What could Xiaolin do? She had no choice but to risk her life and follow suit, resigning herself to turning the car around and starting to chase after him.
......
Lin Zhou arrived at the entrance of a nearby zoo, ready to set up a stall.
There are many vendors setting up stalls here.
There were vendors selling balloons, fried skewers, starch sausages, and more...
There are also fellow vendors selling candied hawthorn berries.
Lin Zhou deliberately set up his stall at a distance slightly from the uncle selling candied hawthorns.
When you run a stall and run into a competitor, whoever eats worse will feel awkward.
Lin Zhou believed that his candied hawthorns were definitely the best.
But selling them together creates competition, which is quite awkward.
Even on Mondays, there are still many families bringing their children to the zoo.
Not long after Lin Zhou stopped, some parents brought their children over.
The child first saw another stall selling candied hawthorns. The uncle was carrying a straw target covered with bright red candied hawthorns, which was indeed very attractive.
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