"Brother Lin."
"you say."
How many packets of ingredients do you have here?
"I want ten packs!"
After Lin Sen finished speaking, the chefs calmed down and looked at him intently.
"Gentlemen, I have a hundred packs here!"
Lin Sen took out the secret seasoning packet he had prepared beforehand and looked at the group of chefs: "I counted, there are fourteen of you in total."
"Ten packs per person is definitely not enough to go around."
"Brother Lin, I want ten packs, I'll pay in cash!"
One of the chefs immediately and eagerly pulled out a hundred dollars and handed it to Lin Sen.
"It's like you're the only one with cash."
"Brother Lin, I want fifteen packs, cash only!"
Another chubby chef immediately took out fifteen large coins and eagerly stuffed them into Lin Sen's hand.
"I want ten packs!"
"I want twenty packs!"
"Brother Lin, I don't accept credit, I pay in cash!"
Following the statements of these two chefs, the other chefs also eagerly took out cash and handed it to Lin Sen.
Before they came to Haiwan Village to find Lin Sen again, they had prepared cash.
After all, these days, everyone knows there's no such thing as a free lunch.
So even though Lin Sen said he would teach them how to stir-fry crayfish for free, they had prepared cash in advance.
Now, this has successfully come in handy!
"Everyone, please calm down."
“I know everyone here has money! Everyone is sincere, and I want to try my best to meet everyone’s needs so that everyone can get the package.”
"but."
Lin Sen waved to the crowd, then changed the subject, pointing to the crayfish, crabs, and yellow croakers in the large wooden tub in the yard: "I've prepared so many crayfish, crabs, and yellow croakers here, ready to set up a stall and sell them."
“If we give you all the ingredient packets, won’t they all want them?”
"The dead were simply wasted?"
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