Many tourists come to the morning market specifically to see Mr. Lin.
There were too many people. Even if Boss Lin put on a loudspeaker and announced that there were only two hundred servings, the number of people queuing would be far greater than that.
In the end, a large number of fans will definitely not be able to eat it.
Since we're already here, we definitely can't leave on an empty stomach.
Just head over to Da Zhuang's stall for a bowl of affordable alternative vermicelli soup.
Yes, Da Zhuang's current vermicelli soup is somewhat similar to Lin Zhou's vermicelli soup, but the similarity is only one or two points.
Even just a small portion like this is delicious compared to the vermicelli soup served with Boss Lin.
So everyone happily ordered their food and then waited.
Da Zhuang, also eager to follow Boss Lin's instructions, dipped a serving of vermicelli in the boiling broth for a minute or two, and scooped it out as soon as it turned transparent.
In Mr. Lin's words, glass noodles cook very quickly; once they change color, you can take them out. Otherwise, if you cook them for too long, they will lose their chewiness and easily become mushy in the broth. If you put them in the broth, they will become sticky and clump together, affecting both the texture and the taste.
The best taste is achieved when each strand is just cooked through, elastic, has a good texture, and is distinct without sticking together.
Da Zhuang kept Boss Lin's words firmly in mind. When making the vermicelli soup, he dared not be distracted at all, keeping his eyes fixed on the vermicelli in the pot.
As soon as it changes color, scoop it out and pour it into the broth that has been simmering all morning and into the evening.
The milky white broth was poured over the translucent glass noodles.
The fans in Baihe have always done a great job.
It still uses mung beans. Compared to noodles made from sweet potato starch or other starches, noodles made from mung beans are more translucent. After cooking, when you take them out and hold them up to the sunlight, they are crystal clear and very beautiful.
It's chewy yet soft, a texture you'll fall in love with at first bite.
"What's going on? I feel like the rice noodles in Baihe are better than the ones back home. Our rice noodles don't have this chewy texture at all. The difference is huge!"
"I heard that the vermicelli here is handmade, made from mung beans. They are first soaked and then ground with a stone mill. I saw that they sell mung bean vermicelli at the morning market. I'll bring some back when I travel. The vermicelli here feels more authentic and has a more genuine taste than the ones back home."
Southerners visiting the North find even the common rice noodles novel.
"I have to come again tomorrow. I overslept this morning, and sure enough, I couldn't get a table for Mr. Lin's vermicelli soup."
“I heard that the first group of people arrived at three in the morning.”
"Damn, so early in the morning, even a bowl of vermicelli soup is so greasy, are you trying to kill us?"
"There are also people who get off the plane at dawn and come straight here to wait for the vermicelli soup. Compared to those 'roll kings' (people who are very popular), it's normal that we can't get any."
"No, I have to come earlier tomorrow!"
"Ah, it's snowing! It's so beautiful!"
The weather forecast for Baihe is accurate.
The weather was cold from the morning onwards, and it looked like it was going to snow.
It was almost noon when the snow finally began to fall gently.
A group of tourists sat in a shed, holding bowls of vermicelli soup, watching the snow falling on the roadside outside, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
...
After closing up his stall, Lin Zhou went straight home to eat and rest.
Seeing the snow falling from the sky on the way home, I was so happy that I didn't even open the umbrella on the tricycle and just walked home in the snow.
I experienced the thrill of being soaked in the snow.
Then when I got home, the aunties shoved me into the bathroom to take a shower. It was snowing, so I actually came back soaked in the snow.
Lin Zhou reluctantly began taking a bath.
He's been spending a lot of time setting up his stall lately.
After taking a shower when I get back, I'll soak in the tub for a while. My body gets cold from being outdoors for so long, and it won't warm up without a soak.
Many of his customers are tourists from other places who come specifically to find him. When setting up his stall, he not only has to cook noodles, but also reply to customers' messages and take photos with them, which takes up some time.
The time spent setting up a stall will naturally increase.
Especially when it's time to close up shop, the customers are reluctant to let him go, making it feel like a breakup.
Lin Zhou spent most of the afternoon resting.
I go to bed early, around five o'clock.
I woke up around midnight and got up to prepare the ingredients.
I have a very fulfilling day.
But faced with wave after wave of diners, he still felt that he had been too impulsive to reveal his identity.
He now receives far more guests every day than he did in Jiangdong.
I thought that Baihe would become popular and attract a lot of people, but I didn't expect so many people to come.
Seeing that the stall owners at the morning market were getting more and more haggard each day, Lin Zhou felt that if he weren't physically strong, he would probably have collapsed from exhaustion too.
...
On the other side, after the morning market closed.
The Culture and Tourism Bureau has sent people to build a morning market again.
A group of people were seen installing a heating shed on the street opposite Lin Zhou's stall.
The banging and tapping attracted the attention of some stall owners who were packing up.
I asked and found out they were installing a heating shed.
The stall owners' faces contorted in disbelief. They had lived in Baihe for so many years and had never seen anyone install a heating shed by the roadside.
It seems Mr. Lin has a lot of influence; even when it snows, he still installs a greenhouse.
Oh no, it's not just Boss Lin, there are also a large number of tourists from the south.
It must have snowed, and the line at Mr. Lin's stall was so long that he was worried the people would get cold.
Once the greenhouse is installed.
These people aren't in a hurry to leave.
Another machine carrying a food collection number has arrived.
Good heavens, is this prepared for Mr. Lin's customers?
The stall owners, who had been watching for half a day, were starting to lose their composure.
...
It was midnight.
The villa where Lin Zhou lived was brightly lit.
When Butler Sun saw Lin Zhou wake up and come downstairs, he put down his work, took a cup of warm water, and walked over to him gently, asking him what was wrong.
"Sir, all the ingredients are ready. What would you like for breakfast? I'll prepare it, or would you like to make it yourself?"
Those who worked at the villa were basically all focused on serving Lin.
Before Lin Zhou got up, some preparations had already been completed.
Lin Zhou nodded, indicating that he would do it himself.
After a good night's sleep, I'll get up and start simmering the broth. In the meantime, I'll make breakfast to wake myself up.
"I've been eating vermicelli soup for several days now, let's have some porridge this morning."
Lin Zhou usually eats whatever is sold that week.
But you can't eat it all the time.
Even the most delicious food can lose its appeal if eaten too often.
There are so many delicious things to eat, you have to try them every now and then to keep things fresh.
"Sir, is this week a weekend? The country of E'guo is also very fun, you can go and have some fun."
"We have to sell for seven days straight this week, no weekends off. Let's go play sometime."
Lin Zhou wasn't in a hurry to go abroad. Based on the system's random method, he could be randomly transferred from the south to the north, and it wasn't impossible for him to be randomly transferred abroad next time.
"It's Thursday today. Once we sell out today's glass noodle soup, we only have three days left."
Lin Zhou nodded, his hands continuing to work.
With Butler Sun helping out, the atmosphere became quiet and harmonious for a moment.
...
(I'm experiencing writer's block; I'll adjust things and then update more frequently.)
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