"Sorry, the fried chicken is sold out."
With the last serving of fried chicken sold, Lin Zhou could only apologize to the customers behind him.
"If you want to eat here, you can come earlier tomorrow. I'll set up my stall at midnight, in the same spot."
Seeing the disappointed looks in everyone's eyes, Lin Zhou had no other choice.
We can only limit the quantity, trying to let more people have a chance to try it.
He's not a superman. Even though his genes have been enhanced, he still can't work without rest. Running a stall all the time would get tiring.
He's essentially still a loser.
Setting up a stall is neither difficult nor tiring for him. He can get high returns from the system by spending just a few hours every day, which is why he is happy to set up a stall.
Having completed his tasks, he didn't want to work himself to the bone like a factory worker every day just to run a stall.
So we don't prepare much, and we'll close up shop once we're done selling!
"Oh? They're sold out so quickly!"
"Boss, I got up in the middle of the night to buy fried chicken. I can't go hungry!"
"No, boss, please make something else!"
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, there must be fried chicken!"
"......"
Lin Zhou silently took out the empty bucket that had been holding the chicken nuggets and showed it to everyone.
"They're all gone, not a single piece left!"
The empty food storage containers now only contained a little bit of marinade residue; not a single piece of chicken could be seen.
A gentle breeze blew by, making the scene even more desolate.
"Tomorrow, come earlier tomorrow."
As Lin Zhou spoke, he packed up his things to close the stall.
The people looked at him with lingering reluctance.
Lin Zhou had finished packing up and was about to leave when a customer pulled his tricycle around, repeatedly giving him instructions.
"Boss Lin, you must come tomorrow! I'll come early to queue up for you."
"Boss, prepare more potato chips and fried chicken, I love them."
"Will there be any new products tomorrow? I like fried chicken with Sichuan peppercorn flavor."
"Boss Lin, I'm so reluctant to let you go. How about you set up your stall for a while longer?"
Lin Zhou: ......
Having finally shaken off the diners following behind, Lin Zhou rode his tricycle at breakneck speed.
It was past 3 a.m., and I made him sweat profusely. It was terrifying!
By the time we got back to the villa, it was already four o'clock.
If it weren't for the effort of packing up, he should have been home by 3 p.m.
The security guard at the gate warmly opened the gate when he saw Lin Zhou return.
"Mr. Lin is back!"
"Thanks for your hard work."
Lin Zhou smiled and nodded in greeting.
At this moment, another security guard looked at the tricycle that Lin Zhou was familiar with and fell into deep thought.
After Lin Zhou's figure disappeared completely, he silently took out his phone and looked at the local Weibo post he had just seen.
"Isn't the person described here Mr. Lin?"
At this hour, it's the perfect time for security guards to slack off. There's nothing special to do except open the main gate.
There were two other security guards patrolling the gate; they were just there to watch the main entrance and could relax and slack off in their booth.
"Holy crap, all three bus routes are the same, but it's Mr. Lin, isn't it?"
"I never imagined that Mr. Lin actually went out to set up a stall every time he went out!"
Both security guards were extremely shocked.
Lin Zhou lived in a top-tier mansion like the Royal Capital, so his status as a wealthy person was beyond doubt. It was already outrageous that someone like him would ride a tricycle out to set up a stall all the time.
Unexpectedly, it became so popular that people actually posted about it online.
That really impressed the two security chiefs.
"Looking at these comments, people online are discussing Mr. Lin's identity and praising his cooking."
"That's right. Mr. Lin's tricycle has a different sign every week, and he sells different food each week."
The two security guards, as if they had discovered a new continent, huddled together, engrossed in scrolling through comments and whispering amongst themselves.
"Some people also complained that Mr. Lin's stall hours and locations were not fixed, and that it was like he was just playing around."
"Isn't this normal? Mr. Lin isn't short of money. What are these netizens thinking?!"
The more they looked, the more excited they became. One of them couldn't help but secretly reply below: "Didn't you guys ever consider that Mr. Lin is a rich man living in the royal capital? It's a once-in-a-century occurrence for him to be able to set up a stall. Do you really expect him to work himself to death every day?"
"What are you doing? You can't disclose the homeowner's privacy! Delete it right now!"
Another security guard saw his action and slapped him on the head.
Watching the spectacle is fine, but joining in would be against professional ethics.
Working in such a place as a security guard requires signing a confidentiality agreement.
The security guard who posted the comment also realized that although no one knew him, it was still somewhat unsafe. If something happened, he would lose his job, so he immediately deleted the comment.
But I don't know which guy was too curious about Lin Zhou's identity, he actually bought some popularity for this Weibo post.
So at this point, there are still many people seeing the comments.
Previously, discussions about Lin Zhou's identity in the comments section were all skeptical, with no one ever providing a specific address or anything like that.
The royal capital was so famous in Jiangdong; it was a symbol of wealth.
This comment immediately mentions the Royal Capital, which suggests the commenter knows something; otherwise, they wouldn't have brought up this address.
The comment was then deleted almost immediately, and this strange attitude piqued the interest of netizens.
"Something's not right, something's not right. Has anyone seen a comment saying that Boss Lin lives in the Royal Capital?"
"I saw it too. I just saw it, and the next second when I wanted to ask a question, the comment was gone."
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