"Yes, yes, I saw that in yakitori, the hanging egg yolk is called a lantern. I haven't tried Mr. Lin's barbecue yet. Auntie, give me a skewer of this egg."
"Oh my god, these are all fresh livers! The meat is alright, but this amount of chicken giblets is really not enough. Give me a skewer of chicken skin and a skewer of chicken liver."
"I also want a string of lanterns."
The auntie working on the farm noticed that each chicken only had four or five egg yolks, and with so many people ordering them, it was difficult to divide them among the eggs!
With a conflicted expression, he advised, "There's only enough for four of the lanterns you mentioned; we can't even string the remaining small eggs together."
The auntie had been worried that with so many people, they might argue over ordering, but then she saw that everyone was very easy to talk to.
"It's alright, whoever speaks first gets their turn. We can eat anything else, it's all grilled by Boss Lin. It's so good that even grilling grass would taste delicious, we can eat anything."
"Yeah, give me ten chicken skewers first."
The regular customers have been looking for Boss Lin for so long, they've developed a strong bond, and none of them have had the chance to taste his cooking in such a long time.
They're fine as long as there's food; they're not picky at all.
Don't rush to grab things, or you'll delay the important matter. Only what you actually get is what matters.
"By the way, it's still stuck in traffic outside."
The third group of people who arrived at the farm had already ordered skewers. The first two groups had already started eating, but the people who came later were still stuck in the queue.
"I just saw the group message. There are traffic police officers among the diners. They should be here soon."
"Hey~ Auntie, please clean these chicken gizzards thoroughly. I'll have two skewers, the sliced kind."
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