Food: Random stalls, customers chase me for ten blocks

After Lin Zhou sold out his wontons, he started to close his stall.

Those who didn't buy any left one after another.

Ma Ming bumped into these returning diners.

"Hey, there's still a later one, brother. Boss Lin has closed his stall. Let's go home."

Ma Ming walked all the way and finally saw a bunch of cars and people in front of him. His hands were shaking with excitement.

But the person who came towards him actually asked him to go home.

Ma Ming was stunned on the spot.

Good news, he really found Boss Lin.

Bad news, Boss Lin closed his stall after selling out.

Not only Ma Ming, but also the fans in the live broadcast room heard it.

The barrage of comments was instantly refreshed.

"Ah?"

"I was just getting excited, and you told me it was over?"

"No, why did you close the stall? I just left."

"Is this true? These people are not lying just to enjoy the delicious food made by Boss Lin alone, right?"

"When you mention lying, I remembered the person who refuted the rumor that Boss Lin was not in Taoshan in the comment section. Damn it, you dare to play tricks on me!"

"I was also deceived. I even cursed the netizen who told me that Boss Lin was in Taoshan. I was really a bad person!"

"There was a real news in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. When I lost it, I regretted it. If God can give me another chance, I will definitely tell the buddy who sent me the message..."

Ma Ming slowly came back to his senses and saw more than one person coming from the front and then drove away.

He believed what these people said in his heart.

"What time does Boss Lin open the stall in the evening? Why close the stall so early?"

The old customer looked at him puzzledly when he heard his words.

If it was a group of friends in a crowd, it was impossible for them not to know what time Boss Lin would open the stall.

Then there was only one possibility, that this person was not from their group.

If this person was not from the group and also came over, it meant that Boss Lin's position was exposed, and more people would come to grab the food immediately, which was simply a crisis.

"Aren't you a member of our group?"

Although the old customer asked this question, he used a positive tone and a loud voice, which immediately attracted the group members who were about to go back.

"What's the situation? Are there any fans of Boss Lin?"

As more and more diners gathered around, someone found the mobile phone held by Ma Ming.

"Fuck, this guy is live streaming!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and in an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Ma Ming.

Ma Ming had never seen such a posture before, and he took two steps back weakly.

He was too close, and the sense of oppression was too strong, and he could hardly breathe fresh air.

"What's wrong? Can't I live stream?"

Hearing Ma Ming's naive question, the old customers laughed in anger.

"How many people are watching your live stream? Tomorrow, there will be as many people coming to compete with you for the food made by Boss Lin. Whether you can get it depends on your ability."

After that, the old customers were too lazy to say anything more and just walked around Ma Ming and left.

Ma Ming also reacted at this time, but he knew that it was meaningless to turn off the live stream at this time. He had been live streaming all the way here, and the audience in the live streaming room already knew what they should know.

Is he going to face the dilemma of competing with tens of thousands of diners for food as soon as he found Boss Lin?

"Everyone doesn't need to come. Boss Lin should have closed the stall. People here have left one after another."

Ma Ming was in a mess and didn't know how to deal with it for a while, but with the idea of ​​live streaming, he still smiled and showed everyone the situation on the scene.

"I have to find a car to go back with me. I'm so tired after walking all night. Today's live broadcast ends here. Let's rest early."

After saying that, Ma Ming turned off the live broadcast.

The next second, he slapped his hand.

Oh my god, he was so naughty. Why did he start a live broadcast to find Boss Lin? In the end, he really found him. He didn't eat anything, and all the food went to benefit his fans.

Ma Ming was so upset.

The main reason was that he didn't think he could find Boss Lin.

The diners on the Internet were looking for Boss Lin everywhere every day, but there was no news.

He followed the information his father found, ran one by one, and finally found him.

Who dares to believe it!

If he had known that this information was true, he would not have broadcast live.

I regret it!

The sentence that there are as many people coming to grab food as there are viewers in the live broadcast room kept lingering in his mind.

Who can stand this!

No, he didn't ask Boss Lin yet

What time will the stall open?

......

On the other side, the old customer who returned to the car took out his mobile phone and typed.

"Brothers, a major event!"

"Boss Lin's location has been leaked. Someone found Boss Lin's location through live broadcast. It is estimated that Boss Lin's fans will arrive tomorrow night."

As soon as these words came out, the whole group was boiling instantly.

"Fuck, it won't be the same as the week of the braised pork rolls, right? There were so many people that I had to go a few hours early."

"Fortunately, it's still during the holidays, so I don't have anything to do. I can go and line up early."

"No more talking. I'll get up tomorrow and go over there with a tent. I have to eat this little wonton."

"To be honest, there are too many people. It was actually exposed yesterday. A few college students came. Didn't you notice?"

"Oh, it's normal. We saw this news on the Internet, but others didn't believe it. If someone doesn't believe it, there must be someone who believes it. It's expected that someone will come to find us, but I really didn't expect this person to live broadcast. Whoever found Boss Lin's location would not keep the secret and wish no one knew about it, but he just broadcast it live."

"..."

The news was flying in the group.

As the group owner, Fang Jun had already organized people to check the news online.

Wu Guang immediately found that the person who was broadcasting live was the man who became famous for giving up becoming a monk because of eating braised pork rolls. After becoming famous, he accepted an interview and then did a live broadcast.

"It's over. Fans are already sharing the live broadcast content online. I guess after one night, people who pay attention to where Boss Lin is setting up a stall will know the news."

Wu Guang sent the message back to the group.

After everyone collapsed, they immediately started to think of solutions.

"It's okay if we can't get to eat. What if there are too many people and Boss Lin runs away again next week? Then we'll cry."

"Hey, I feel that Boss Lin changes places everywhere because he knows that there are too many fans. It's more comfortable to set up a stall in a place where others can't find it."

Putting himself in his shoes, the old diners can also understand why Boss Lin changes places to set up stalls every week.

Because Boss Lin's cooking is so delicious and there are too many repeat customers. If he sets up a stall in a fixed place, it is estimated that the queue will be so long that it will hinder traffic. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of ​​people.

Every time you change places, if no old diners come, you will start from scratch, and you don't have to worry about being overwhelmed by diners.

"Let's not put ourselves in other people's shoes. Let's think about what to do if there are too many people tomorrow and we can't eat!"