On the other side, after receiving Lin Zhou's call, Sun Deye immediately drove to buy groceries.
I rushed to the nearest supermarket and went on a shopping spree.
They can't make fried skewers that require special marinating, so they can only buy fresh ingredients that don't need processing.
Then I went home and started washing and preparing vegetables with the aunties.
Everything was neatly cut and packed into boxes.
An hour later, Butler Sun arrived with fresh ingredients, just as Lin Zhou had sold out of his stock.
She's chatting with the diners right now.
Seeing that Lin Zhou had sold out of ingredients but hadn't closed up shop yet, the later customers finally believed that such a good thing had happened today.
The sun really did rise in the west.
After selling all the ingredients, Boss Lin didn't close up shop; instead, he had someone deliver more ingredients.
This is truly a once-in-a-century event!
Everyone was bragging and waiting for the ingredients to arrive.
Then a luxury car drove in from the intersection, and the diners in line moved to the side to avoid blocking the way.
Bored diners even discussed the price of the car with the people next to them.
"What brand is this again? I saw it online, it seems to cost over three million?"
"I don't know, I'll take a picture and search online to see what kind of car it is."
"Wow, that's really cool! Look at the lines and the design, it's just my type."
"We can only look at it; this kind of car is not something an average family can afford."
"Whoa, is that car just passing by or what? Why is it driving this way?"
"Maybe they're here to eat the fried skewers made by Boss Lin."
"Rich people eat fried skewers too?"
"Holy crap, what do you mean? Boss Lin's cooking skills are so good, even rich people may not have eaten such delicious fried skewers. It's not normal for him to come and eat here."
“That makes sense. Even if I had the money, I couldn’t give up the delicious food made by Boss Lin.”
As he spoke, the man looked at Lin Zhou with an expression that said, "I love Boss Lin the most."
Seeing how cunning he was, those around him also expressed their affection for Lin Zhou.
It was like a competition to outdo each other.
Lin Zhou, who was showered with affection by many people: ......
Lin Zhou's face twisted in disbelief; he simply didn't know how to respond.
Luckily, he had a mask as a protective layer, otherwise he felt he would have blushed.
The housekeeper found an open space, parked the car, quickly got out, and went around to the trunk to unload the ingredients.
To the diners, he appeared to be a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, getting out of a luxury car with great style.
That demeanor screams "rich person."
The suit is of excellent quality, perfectly wrinkle-free, and has a lustrous sheen that attracts attention in the sunlight.
Then he went to the trunk and took out a huge food storage box.
Hmm? Moving boxes?
Before the diners could even wonder what was going on, they saw a man carrying a box heading straight for Boss Lin's stall.
Everyone seemed to sense that there was some juicy gossip, and they stared wide-eyed at what would happen next.
A middle-aged man in a suit walked up to Boss Lin and respectfully greeted him as "Sir".
"Sir, the ingredients you requested are ready. Due to time constraints, they have all been cleaned and chopped, but they haven't been skewered yet."
"It's okay, there are people coming here."
Lin Zhou took the ingredients, and then Butler Sun went to the trunk to bring over another box of ingredients.
One box of vegetarian food and one box of meat food, packaged separately.
This unexpected scene left the diners completely dumbfounded.
What's going on?
First, Mr. Lin ran out of ingredients and made a phone call to have some delivered.
Then a middle-aged man in a luxury car, dressed in a suit and tie, arrived carrying two large boxes of ingredients.
And this man actually addressed Mr. Lin as "Mr."
No, what's Mr. Lin's identity?
The diners' brains were practically fried from all the thinking.
I forgot to ask for a moment.
After the man brought the ingredients over, he saw so many people at the scene and asked Mr. Lin if he needed any help.
Seeing that Mr. Lin didn't need any help, he drove off in his luxury car.
The simple scene had a profound impact on the diners.
After seeing the butler off, Lin Zhou looked at the replenished ingredients with satisfaction and then looked at the next customer, preparing to continue his business.
He saw a group of diners staring blankly at him.
Um?
What's going on?
Holy crap!
Then someone shouted "Holy crap!" and everyone snapped out of their daze, exclaiming "Holy crap!" repeatedly.
"Boss Lin, what's going on? No? This? Who is this guy delivering vegetables in a luxury car?"
"Mr. Lin, what other surprises do you have that I don't know about?"
"Mr. Lin, tell me quickly, do you have some kind of special identity?"
"Holy crap, I found out! This top-of-the-line SUV costs over three million!"
"Boss Lin..."
The diners, now fully awake, were filled with questions and gathered around.
One question after another.
Lin Zhou didn't know which answer to give.
He could only pick out the easy questions to answer and replied, "Um... I don't have any special status. The uncle is my butler, we're not related."
"What? Mr. Lin, you have a butler?"
"Mr. Lin, so you're really that rich?"
"I don't believe it. We're all working people. Boss Lin worked so hard to set up your stall, and I even felt sorry for you. But you betrayed me."
"Ah, this is awful. Mr. Lin, you're so rich!"
"Really? Mr. Lin, please tell me this is a shill you hired, or I'll feel uncomfortable."
"Boss Lin, you're so rich, why are you still out here selling fried skewers?"
"Waaaah, I'm so touched! Mr. Lin is so rich, yet he still sets up a stall and cooks food for us. What more can I say? Mr. Lin, I love you for ten thousand years!"
"Mr. Lin, do you need a girlfriend? Don't be so rigid about gender!"
Upon hearing that the middle-aged man who arrived in a luxury car to deliver vegetables was Boss Lin's butler...
The diners went even crazier, clinging to the tricycle as if they wanted to feed Lin Zhou.
Are you guys still going to eat your fried skewers or not?
Lin Zhou's head was buzzing from the noise; everyone was huddled together talking, and he couldn't hear what they were saying.
The moment food was mentioned, everyone calmed down.
Even though Mr. Lin is a rich man, he still has to eat.
After discovering that Boss Lin was wealthy, the diners became even more anxious and uncertain.
Although I had heard Mr. Lin say before that setting up a stall was a hobby.
But no one took it to heart.
People felt that with such good skills and such a good business, how could Mr. Lin be willing to give up his street stall?
If it were them, they would want to set up a stall every day to make money.
They fell silent when they discovered that Boss Lin actually had a luxury car and a butler.
With so much money, you don't need to make a living by selling snacks at a street stall, do you?
Suddenly, the fear of not being able to eat the delicious food made by Boss Lin took over.
"Eat, eat, everyone move back a bit, don't crowd Mr. Lin. Mr. Lin, do you need any help? I can skewer some for you."
Lin Zhou: ......
People are quite pragmatic.
They knew that everything else was none of their business, only the fried skewers in front of them belonged to them.
Moreover, because of Mr. Lin's status, everyone felt like a rich person was cooking for them, which made them even more eager for the fried skewers.
......
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