Cheng Guangpeng strode arrogantly to Lin Zhou's stall.
My eyes lit up when I saw the dazzling array of candied hawthorns.
"Hey, you're here early today. How much do you want?"
Lin Zhou always remembered Cheng Guangpeng being stopped by the traffic police on the fence, looking neither here nor there, and as a result, he became quite familiar with Cheng Guangpeng's attitude.
"Wait, let me take a picture first."
Cheng Guangpeng snapped a photo of the glass display case filled to the brim, and was very satisfied with the photo, which was beautiful and attractive enough without needing any editing.
Then he took a closer look at the candied hawthorn.
Then the more he looked at her, the more confused he became.
"Is this a bitter melon?"
Lin Zhou nodded with a smile on his lips.
"Is this ginger?"
Lin Zhou nodded again.
"No, this is garlic?"
Cheng Guangpeng was shocked. So everything can be made into candied hawthorn?
"Boss, have you tried it yourself?"
Cheng Guangpeng was genuinely curious and looked at Lin Zhou, asking him a question.
"I've tried several kinds."
With over twenty flavors, Lin Zhou really couldn't possibly try them all.
Some of the candied hawthorns were his first time making them, but he didn't like them himself.
Cheng Guangpeng's expression was indescribable.
But he was very curious about what these strange candied hawthorns tasted like.
So, I gritted my teeth and ordered three skewers of each flavor. My parents were at home, and I couldn't enjoy such delicious food all by myself!
"Okay~"
Lin Zhou happily packed up the over seventy skewers he sold in one go.
Cheng Guangpeng took the candied hawthorns back to the supermarket, put a large bag of them on the table, lined them up, and called his parents over to try them.
"Why did you buy so many candied hawthorns? Can you even finish them all?"
As soon as Cheng's mother arrived, she saw the rows of candied hawthorns on the cigarette cabinet at the front desk and slapped Cheng Guangpeng on the head.
"Ouch, that hurts!"
"If we can't finish them, we'll freeze them and eat them as ice cream. There are so many flavors! I bought three skewers of each flavor, one for each of us, so it's not much."
Just then, Cheng's father came out. When he saw the candied hawthorns, he said they were too sweet and he didn't like them.
Cheng Guangpeng's eyes lit up upon hearing this. It's good that he doesn't like sweets!
"We happen to have some bitter melon candied hawthorn, it's definitely not sweet, Dad, you try it."
Cheng's parents were stunned when they saw the candied hawthorn made from bitter melon.
These days, even bitter melon can be made into candied hawthorn?
What does this taste like?!
Cheng Guangpeng didn't eat first, but watched his father eat with an expectant look on his face.
Mr. Cheng took the candied bitter melon, took a small bite, and then nodded with a normal expression, "It's delicious, it's sweet, you guys try it."
After saying that, he took another bite, and finished the whole string of bitter melon candied hawthorns in two bites.
Judging from his appearance, the food must taste pretty good.
Cheng Guangpeng confidently picked up a skewer and ate it in one bite.
The next second, after a brief pause, he nodded and said, "It's delicious, Mom. You should try it too. It's sweet and crunchy, just like candied hawthorn."
Cheng's mother looked puzzled, but seeing that her husband and son both said it was delicious, she took a bite without worry.
Then, the family of three almost simultaneously revealed bitter and distorted expressions.
Cheng Guangpeng gave his father a resentful look.
That old man is wicked; he says it tastes good even though it's clearly awful.
He's stupid. He knows what bitter melon tastes like. If you coat it with rock sugar, it's still bitter.
They actually fell for it!
Cheng's mother was tricked by the father and son, and she had no way to express her bitterness.
"The taste is alright. Although it's bitter, it's also sweet enough. It's refreshing and cooling, perfect for summer to eat and help reduce internal heat."
Mr. Cheng tried to justify himself as if nothing had happened.
"Dad, if you like it, I'll go buy you a few more skewers."
Cheng Guangpeng smiled.
"That's not necessary."
We're all family, how can this cycle of revenge ever end!
"Cheng Guangpeng, don't buy such strange things next time."
Cheng's mother quickly ate a normal candied hawthorn skewer to suppress the bitterness in her mouth, and then said irritably.
"That's just curiosity."
Cheng Guangpeng said ingratiatingly to his mother, pushing the candied hawthorn skewers in front of her.
Later, I took some time to post on my WeChat Moments, praising the candied bitter melon as a delicacy I had never tasted before, and recommending it to everyone.
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11:45.
Fang Jun, who had come to the school gate to pick up his niece from school, stood not far from Lin Zhou's stall.
Ever since he saw someone in the "Looking for Baozi Boss Group" say they saw a figure resembling a baozi boss selling candied hawthorns, he has become very sensitive to candied hawthorn stalls when he is out and about.
Before his niece came out, he stared intently at Lin Zhou.
Lin Zhou usually wears a mask when he sets up his stall, and today he also wore a hat because it's hot in the summer.
Moreover, after the gene-modifying fluid was absorbed by his body, Lin Zhou's height, eyes, physique, voice, and even skin color were optimized, so there were some changes compared to when he was selling steamed buns two weeks ago.
Fang Jun was hesitant to confirm for a moment.
But it still felt a bit like it, so I took out my phone, took a picture, and sent it to the "Looking for the Steamed Bun Boss Group".
"Look, isn't this the owner of the steamed bun stall?"
Fang Jun had only bought steamed buns twice and was not familiar with Lin Zhou.
As for joining this group, it's because those steamed buns were really delicious.
The steamed buns I ate afterward were nothing compared to this.
That soft yet chewy texture, like eating a cloud, is nowhere to be found again.
And the fillings are all unique, each one so delicious you could swallow your tongue.
Even after all these days, the taste is still vivid in my mind; I can't forget it at all.
So much so that I can't forget it.
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