"Boss Lin, we'll miss you."
"Boss Lin, how are we supposed to live now that you're gone!"
"After tasting Mr. Lin's cooking, and then eating the school cafeteria's communal dishes, I felt like I was eating pig swill. I just couldn't live like that!"
"Boss Lin, do you need a girlfriend? I'll be your girlfriend. Just give me food, and I'll take care of the rest!"
"Boss Lin, don't be so strict about gender. Can I have a boyfriend?"
"Boss Lin, I hope to have your cooking again next time. Your skills are truly excellent, the best in the world!"
"Boss Lin, you must have confidence! No one can refuse your cooking. If someone does, then they can have another bowl!"
"..."
When asked about it, Lin Zhou admitted that he felt a little warm inside.
I wonder what these college students have done to improve their brains.
Perhaps they felt that his liking to hear praise from others was a sign of his lack of confidence in his own skills?
Lin Zhou, without asking any questions, smiled and waved to them.
"Go back inside, it's cold outside."
The warm yellow light of the night shone on Lin Zhou's face, as if giving him a special effect.
It dazzled many people.
"Boss Lin is quite handsome, and he has a very gentle smile."
"Waaaaah, if I could be Boss Lin's girlfriend, I'd be willing to live in a villa and drive luxury cars!"
"You want to eat shit?"
"Ah! I can't live without Boss Lin!"
"..."
Even after Lin Zhou left, he could still hear the wails of the students behind him.
He shook his head helplessly.
By the time I got home, it was already nine o'clock.
Unsure of what his tasks would be next week, Lin Zhou chose to go to bed early.
Go to bed before 11 pm and get up early; it's good for your health.
After taking a shower, I felt like my luck was about to change.
Lin Zhou lay on the bed and opened the weekly task rewards.
[Ding—Congratulations, host, you have received the mission reward: Golden Throat Lozenges!]
Um?
Lin Zhou looked at Jin Sangzi's skills and curiously clicked on the notes.
Then he discovered that it was something that made his voice sound better.
It's useless.
But it's better than nothing.
After incorporating the Golden Throat Serum, Lin Zhou tentatively uttered a sentence and discovered that his voice sounded much better than before.
It has a deep, pleasant tone and carries a touch of gentleness.
It's the level of being able to mentally visualize a speaker's appearance, emotions, and expressions just by listening to their voice.
Lin Zhou's first thought was this voice; if he were to use it for online dating, he could probably fool quite a few young girls.
After realizing what he had been thinking, Lin Zhou shook his head helplessly.
After spending a few days with those college students, his thoughts started to jump around a lot.
After playing on his phone for a while, Lin Zhou put it down and went to sleep right before 11 o'clock.
Then I naturally woke up before 7 a.m.
I checked and the tasks have been refreshed.
[This week's task: Location: Entrance of Harbin Ice and Snow World. Requirement: Sell a total of 500 Beggar's Chickens.]
[Recipe: Beggar's Chicken]
[Accept/Reject]
Wow, this task!
Did they know he hadn't had enough fun in the north and came for another week?
He was still curious about the entrance to the Ice and Snow World.
How thoughtful!
Lin Zhou smiled and sent a message to Huang Zhenghao, asking him to arrange accommodation.
Then, lying in bed, he continued sending messages to Butler Sun.
It's moving day again.
The task is quite simple: sell a total of 500 beggar's chickens within a week.
With no rush, everyone has plenty of time to prepare.
After Lin Zhou got up, the housekeeper and the maids packed his luggage.
He sat on the sofa to rest.
Then Xiao Li came over with his phone.
"Boss, last week's customers were really good at hiding. They only posted your stall location online yesterday, the last day of the day. It's hilarious, and it's trending now."
Xiao Li usually likes to browse news about Lin Zhou online when he has nothing to do.
Logically speaking, it's surprising that there hasn't been a single online post about the owner who's been setting up his stall in Dong Yong for so many days.
Now there's finally some news.
Lin Zhou took the phone and started looking at it.
This blog post was clearly written by college students. It has both pictures and text, fully describing the deliciousness of the braised pork knuckle rice last week, as well as the time and location of the stall.
He also highlighted his new hobby: enjoying listening to diners describe the flavors of food.
Like writing a thesis, it produced a document of more than ten pages.
The document was signed by more than one student; it seems to be a collaborative work by students from the same class. They really put a lot of effort into it.
However, netizens did not fully appreciate this effort.
All I felt was malice.
"Good heavens, everyone was searching online like crazy last week, but they couldn't find Boss Lin. Turns out he went to Dongyong."
"No, you guys did a really good job keeping this a secret. You only released it after it was gone?"
"Who are you trying to make drool? This picture can't even be taken with a phone. Did someone who knows photography take it? It looks so damn tempting!"
"Aren't college students supposed to be naive? What's this? Are they doing confidential work? Not a single word has leaked out!"
"Holy crap, this braised pork trotter rice is truly worthy of Boss Lin's skill. I'm already drooling just looking at the picture!"
"What I'm saying is, you college students are really amazing. You cobble together papers from different sources, but you're quite good at writing about food."
"I doubt whether you are talking about Mr. Lin. The Mr. Lin I know is not a talkative person, nor is he a vain person who likes to be praised."
"..."
Lin Zhou couldn't finish reading the document, which was over ten pages long; it was really a bit difficult for him.
After reading a few comments, I returned the phone to Xiao Li.
"Hilarious! All the foodies on the internet are going crazy. Only those college students who stayed on campus and didn't go back are lucky to have this food."
Since Xiao Li started working for Lin Zhou, his favorite thing to do is look at pictures of people online who are craving the food his boss makes.
The thought of him being able to eat this often makes me so happy that I can't sleep.
If he didn't understand the principle of making a fortune quietly, he wouldn't be able to resist showing it off.
"It was quite a coincidence. There happened to be a university near the stall, and last week's customers were mostly university students, with a small proportion of other people."
"Xiao Li, stop playing around there and bring down the luggage you've packed up upstairs and put it in the car."
"Okay, boss, I'll go get to work now."
As soon as he heard there was work to do, Xiao Li happily went to get to work.
Lin Zhou and Fantuan were the only two people left idle in the living room.
It was cold this week when Lin Zhou was setting up his stall, so he didn't take many rice balls with him.
So when he's at home, Fantuan likes to stick close to him.
"I'm afraid I still won't be able to take you to the stall this week, Rice Ball. Harbin is even colder than Dongyong."
Lin Zhou stroked the rice ball's fur; it felt wonderful to the touch.
The instructor must have put in a lot of effort to raise this stray dog to have such glossy fur.
It looks much better than when it was first brought home.
This instructor not only trains dogs, but also grooms them.
Ever since the rice ball was handed to him, he's become quite handsome.
Rice Ball doesn't understand, so when Lin Zhou touches it, it rubs against Lin Zhou's hand.
So cute!
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