Who told Boss Lin to become so popular by randomly setting up a stall?
Many roadside stall owners followed suit.
Street vendors are inherently mobile; the owners go wherever there are crowds and business is good.
This is just more random now.
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As expected, Lin Zhou did not set up a stall at the entrance of that residential area the next day.
He moved to a different neighborhood.
This neighborhood is located in a good school district.
There are a lot of people around 9 or 10 pm when high school students finish their evening self-study sessions, and there are also many roadside stalls on both sides of the road.
Lin Zhou had gone fishing during the day and returned late at night.
It was too late when we set up our stall.
Passing by this perfect spot for street vendors, I couldn't resist stopping and decided to squat here with the vendors, waiting for the students to finish their evening self-study sessions.
The advantage of having a large group is that the students haven't finished school yet.
He was already a guest.
Even if this street is lined with food stalls on both sides.
When Lin Zhou arrived, the aroma of the pot-boiled chicken was still strong as soon as the glass cabinet was opened, quickly attracting diners.
"How much did the owner sell it for?"
Upon hearing those familiar words, Lin Zhou didn't rush to answer this time.
For fear of speaking without thinking, they immediately said, "The boss won't sell."
He realized that every place has its own customs and traditions.
Some people in the city might just ask the vendor how much it costs when they buy something, without having the habit of adding the food's name.
"Vegetarian is three yuan, meat is five yuan."
The older brother nodded in agreement, ordered about ten skewers, and started eating them while standing next to Lin Zhou's stall.
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(Chapter Two, five more to go.)
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