It's over, it's really over!
At that moment, Lin Zhou was incredibly grateful that he had worn a mask.
He can die, but he can't die!
Sure enough, his intuition was right.
When the man asked him if he had sold steamed buns before, Lin Zhou had a bad feeling.
He never expected the man to do something so terrible to him.
"Brother, calm down!"
"No, I'm just setting up a stall, what do you need me for!"
Lin Zhou was unaware that someone was actually willing to organize a city-wide search for him just to get food.
He wasn't the kind of person who would go to such lengths for food, so naturally he couldn't imagine the power of a foodie.
The mother of the chubby boy who came to pick up her child was about to buy candied hawthorns when she saw this wonderful scene. Her eyes lit up, and she stopped buying the candied hawthorns and just stood there watching.
Hey! What's going on?
Two grown men were seen pulling and tugging at each other in broad daylight, with one of them accusing the candied hawthorn vendor of being a heartless man.
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Parents who were originally some distance away from Lin Zhou's stall began to quietly approach it one by one.
Seeing the chubby boy's mother standing in front of the stall waiting, they spontaneously walked behind her to join the queue.
They hadn't originally planned to buy candied hawthorns, but to enjoy the melon openly, buying one serving was acceptable.
"Of course I'll ask you for steamed buns! Don't you know how delicious your steamed buns are!"
"You have no idea how we diners feel."
"We waited for you from the time we got off work until dark, but you never came. The despair we felt was no different from starving to death!"
Lin Zhou was being pulled along, his face filled with despair. He tried to pull himself out, but couldn't.
All he could do was cry out in grief and indignation, "I know!"
He knows how delicious the steamed buns he makes are!
"No, brother, let me go first. People might misunderstand if you do this, and I still need to do business."
Lin Zhou blushed when he saw the group of parents gathered in front of the stall.
His innocent reputation is ruined!
"Oh, I'm sorry, I got too excited. Boss, why don't you go sell steamed buns at Flower Fruit Mountain anymore? We've been looking for you every day."
Upon hearing this, the parents understood what had happened.
It turns out that the owner who sold candied hawthorns used to sell steamed buns in Huaguo Mountain. Because the steamed buns were so delicious, he stopped selling them, and many people have been looking for him. Now he has finally been found.
There's only one problem now.
What do those steamed buns taste like?
"What's the point of making steamed buns every day? I'm selling candied hawthorns this week."
After seeing Fang Jun calm down, Lin Zhou quickly withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and kept a distance from the man in front of him.
Sometimes it feels really helpless to run a stall all by yourself!
Should he hire a bodyguard, just in case?
"Boss, you're really fickle! Candied hawthorns are nowhere near as delicious as steamed buns!"
The mother of the chubby boy standing at the front of the stall was displeased upon hearing this.
Candied hawthorn berries are so delicious!
She had bought some before, but they were all gone before she got home. She had originally planned to save two skewers for her son, but once she started eating them, she completely forgot about them and couldn't stop.
It gets better and better the more you eat!
Now, when she hears someone say that candied hawthorn berries aren't as tasty as steamed buns, she immediately jumps in to defend candied hawthorn berries.
"Why aren't the candied hawthorns as delicious as steamed buns? The candied hawthorns the boss makes are so good!"
"You're only saying this because you haven't tried the boss's steamed buns. We customers of Huaguo Mountain have been looking for the boss for over a week. People have been staking out Huaguo Mountain every day. We never expected that the boss would switch to selling candied hawthorns!"
Fang Jun looked at Lin Zhou as if he were a heartless man.
Lin Zhou remained silent.
He thought to himself, "He not only sells candied hawthorns, but also porridge."
His intuition told him that he shouldn't say this, or the situation would become even more difficult to manage.
They can only try to smooth things over between the two sides, caught in the middle and in a dilemma.
"Brother, brother~"
"Brother, brother, I want candied hawthorns!"
"Ahhh, I want to be the first to buy candied hawthorns!"
"Brother, brother, brother..."
For the first time, Lin Zhou's eyes lit up when he saw the elementary school students rushing towards him after school.
Our little savior has arrived!
At this moment, in this situation, he didn't find the scene as noisy as the Calabash Brothers calling for their grandfather at all.
Instead, he looked at the children running towards him with a loving expression.
The elementary school students who ran up to Lin Zhou's stall stopped in their tracks when they saw the adults gathered in front of his stall.
Seeing that they weren't buying candied hawthorns, he immediately became anxious.
"Aunties, hurry up, we're waiting."
The elementary school students were very polite; when they saw someone in front of them, they followed the line and joined the queue.
Some adults, having finished eating their melon and leaving satisfied, gave up their spots to elementary school students who had just finished school, thinking about picking up their own children.
"Thank you, Auntie, you're such a kind person!"
Seeing so many elementary school students gathered around, Fang Jun, who also needed to pick up his child, stopped talking to Lin Zhou and walked to the side to take out his phone and send a message in the group chat.
At midday, everyone in the group was waiting for Fang Jun's message.
It's rare to encounter someone who looks like a steamed bun vendor. They can't eat until they figure out if he really is a steamed bun stall owner.
"Family members, we found out! It's the steamed bun stall owner, but he's switched to selling candied hawthorns!!!"
Three exclamation marks in a row are enough to express Fang Jun's feelings at this moment.
The group chat exploded immediately.
"Holy crap! It really is the steamed bun stall owner! The photo looked just like him, and it really is!"
"My heart aches so much. Why did the boss, who seemed perfectly fine, end up selling candied hawthorns?"
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