The crackling sounds filled the diners' ears; some took out their phones to take pictures, while others stared intently without blinking.
All I could see was fried chicken.
How long does it take to transform unappetizing raw chicken nuggets into tempting fried chicken?
Ten minutes was enough to make everyone's mouths water.
"It smells so good!"
The marinade, made from various spices ground into powder, is already very fragrant. After being deep-fried, the aroma is fully released, making it the most fragrant stall on the entire street.
"Boss, your fried chicken is different from other fried chicken. Do you have some secret recipe?"
Waiting for delicious food to be ready is always agonizing.
Everyone started chatting, one sentence at a time, to pass the time.
The question I was asked the most was about Lin Zhou.
"Well, if we're talking about secret recipes, there are quite a few. First of all, we put a lot of effort into the marinade, using a lot of spices and Chinese herbs to enhance the flavor."
"The same goes for the batter; the seasoning is very complex."
"It's normal that you can't buy it outside."
Fried chicken may seem simple, but making it stand out in terms of flavor is not easy at all.
There is no secret recipe, and no one can replicate it.
"Boss, is there a purchase limit? I don't think there is, right? I want to buy more so I can freeze it and refry it in the air fryer when I want to eat it. Otherwise, I won't be able to eat this delicious fried chicken next week."
Upon hearing this, the diners' eyes lit up instantly, and they all looked at Lin Zhou expectantly.
"There's no limit for now, but if more customers can't buy it and I can't leave, I'll probably limit it."
Lin Zhou felt a deep sense of awe towards the diners who hadn't managed to buy any food. He knew firsthand how crazy these people were, and he knew they were not to be trifled with.
"That's good. Then give me ten chicken wings and ten chicken drumsticks of each flavor, and five servings of each flavor."
Big spenders order whatever they want.
His skillful ordering technique immediately made him recognized by the regular diners in the crowd.
"Well, kid, so you bought fifty steamed buns in one go before, right?"
"You're really ruthless. I queued for an hour, and you bought all the buns at once. I think you're really stubborn."
"Exactly! With such a small order, how many batches of food does the boss have to fry before it reaches me?"
The man immediately incurred the wrath of the crowd.
This drew complaints from regular customers.
This is practically settling old scores and new grudges all at once; she even said things that were meant to be sarcastic to a grown man.
"Then I'll buy them in batches."
The man also understood that his buying method was somewhat unethical.
Everyone waited for a long time.
The fried chicken is all fried to order, and everyone waits for the owner to fry it for them. Everyone else can only watch, because he's afraid he won't be able to keep his fried chicken and will be robbed.
Unfortunately, I had to give up on this idea.
"By the way, how long did it take you to finish all those steamed buns you bought?"
The other customers I met at the steamed bun stall that week were very curious about this.
People who didn't get to eat steamed buns later on were especially envious of those who bought a lot of steamed buns before the purchase limit was implemented.
"After only a few days, I ended up eating steamed buns three times a day for several days in a row. If I had known this would happen, I would have been more careful and only eaten two a day, saving them to eat slowly."
The man regretted it when he realized he had bought so many steamed buns, only to give some to his neighbors.
If he had known that Mr. Lin's food was only available for one week, he would have made plans earlier.
Fifty steamed buns aren't enough! We need to buy a hundred!
"The potato chips and fried chicken are ready. Those who ordered potato chips and fried chicken can come and pick them up."
The first thing Lin Zhou fried was potato chips and fried chicken nuggets.
Take the golden-brown, crispy fried chicken and potato chips out and drain off the excess oil.
He immediately started frying potato chips and chicken legs.
When new products are launched, diners always choose to try them first.
Wow!
The appearance of potato chip fried chicken is undoubtedly attractive. The golden shell is densely covered with potato chip crumbs, and you can tell how crispy it is just by listening to the sound of the chicken splattering.
The aroma of potato chips blends perfectly with the aroma of fried chicken.
After being sprinkled with chili powder and tossed evenly in the iron basin, the potato chips, despite being treated so roughly, remained intact and did not fall off, still tightly wrapped around the fried chicken.
The fried chicken sprinkled with chili powder has an extra layer of fiery red chili powder on its golden color. The rich afterglow of the setting sun appears before your eyes, golden and red, festive and delicious.
"Aaaaaah, my fried chicken!"
The first customer to receive the fried chicken cheered excitedly.
Holding a plate of fried chicken, he smiled as if he owned the whole world.
Several men and women who were about to enter the bar by the roadside were all drawn to this scene.
"It smells so good!"
The irresistible aroma of fried chicken irresistibly entices passersby.
Several men and women were clearly tempted by the delicious-looking fried chicken.
"Why go clubbing? Fried chicken smells so good, I want to eat fried chicken."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's all about drinking, so it doesn't matter where we go. We can buy some fried chicken and beer, or go to a karaoke bar to have some fun!"
"Stop talking. I see people on the street drinking ice-cold beer and eating fried chicken. Isn't that more enjoyable than going to a bar?"
The group of people unanimously abandoned their original plan.
I was successfully drawn in by the cheerful atmosphere of the roadside diners enjoying fried chicken and beer.
Some bought beer, others lined up for fried chicken, and the group split up, clearly not planning on going to the bar.
The diners who had already started eating the potato chips and fried chicken were so excited that their faces turned red.
The crispiness of the potato chip fried chicken far surpasses that of the original fried chicken and crab roe fried chicken.
Lin Zhou uses plain potato chips, which don't have a particularly special flavor. The aroma of potatoes is the most intense. Plain potato chips don't have the flavor of other ingredients, so they won't overpower or overpower the original flavor of the chicken.
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