Food: Random stalls, customers chase me for ten blocks

After the late-night dinner, Fang Jun was dragged by his partners to the next one.

At this point, the only place to have fun is the bar.

A group of people came to the bar street, and Fang Jun subconsciously looked at the long row of roadside stalls on the roadside.

Then he saw Lin Zhou in the corner at a glance.

Fang Jun: ! ! !

Is it the owner of the steamed bun stall?

Right?

For a moment, Fang Jun wondered if he had drunk too much, and everyone looked like the owner of the steamed bun stall.

But he immediately asked the driver to stop the car and went to find out.

"Mr. Fang, where are you going? Not going to the bar?"

The subordinates in the car asked immediately when they saw that he was about to get off before he arrived at the place.

"I feel a little dizzy. I'll get off the car and walk over. You go first."

Fang Jun casually said perfunctorily and went straight to the fried chicken stall where Lin Zhou was.

The closer he got, the more certain Fang Jun was that this person was Lin Zhou.

"Boss Lin?"

Fang Jun couldn't wait to shout when he was still a few steps away.

Lin Zhou looked up and saw Fang Jun when he heard the voice.

He looks so familiar!

It was this man who exposed his whereabouts last week!

Is this a coincidence?

Lin Zhou nodded, which was also a greeting.

"Fuck, it's really Boss Lin!"

Fang Jun would rather believe that he drank too much than believe that he could meet Lin Zhou anywhere he went.

Last week, he happened to pick up a little niece, and ended up meeting the owner of a bun stall that others couldn't find in the whole city.

Today! He just accompanied his partners to the bar for socializing, but he met Lin Zhou who was setting up a stall again.

Twice, Lin Zhou was selling different food.

This luck is unmatched.

"I just thought I was drunk, and it looked like you were setting up a stall, but I didn't expect it to be true."

Fang Jun happily walked forward in two steps, followed the smell and looked at the fried chicken in the frying pan, his eyes lit up.

His little niece loved the candied haws last week, and he didn't like sweets, so he just tasted the taste, but he loved this week's fried chicken.

"Boss, I want ten original and crab roe chicken wings and legs, and two fried chicken nuggets each."

"Then ten original chicken legs are 100, ten original chicken wings are 100, which is two hundred, plus 10 crab roe chicken nuggets each for four hundred, which is six hundred."

"Two original chicken nuggets are 50, two crab roe chicken nuggets are 100, a total of 750, you buy so much fried chicken?"

Lin Zhou is not good at math, so he took out a calculator to calculate it.

Then he looked at Fang Jun to confirm the order again.

"I came here with my friends. There are many people and we can finish it. I'll order three servings of fried chicken with crab roe, so we can make up 800 yuan."

Fang Jun paid the bill immediately after he finished speaking.

Gao Jiazhi's eyes widened when he saw this.

What a rich man!

He bought 800 yuan worth of fried chicken at one time.

He was so stingy that he even ate chicken legs with his dog, and he didn't even blink when people came up to order food.

"Okay, you have to wait a while."

"No problem."

Fang Jun looked at the fried chicken, and his face was about to burst into laughter.

He will buy lottery tickets tomorrow!

With such good luck, he would feel sorry for himself if he didn't buy lottery tickets.

While waiting, Fang Jun seemed to suddenly think of something, took out his mobile phone, took a photo of Lin Zhou's stall, and then sent it to the 'Dumpling Boss Diners Group'.

The location was also shared.

Xiao Fang's face is not square: "I came to the bar to play and ran into Boss Lin selling fried chicken at the door of the Old Song Bar. It smells so good. If you want to eat, hurry up."

After Fang Jun sent the message, he didn't care how shocked the diners in the group were, and went straight to Lin Zhou to get close to him.

"Boss Lin, are you selling fried chicken at the door of the Old Song Bar this week?"

The diners who found the pattern have already figured out Lin Zhou's preference for setting up a stall.

The diners have learned to be smart. As long as they find Lin Zhou, they must first ask about the stall.

Otherwise, they can't find him, and they will cry.

"Yes, it's here at 12 o'clock this week."

This is not a secret that cannot be told.

If a diner asks, Lin Zhou will tell them.

But he will never mention where he will set up a stall next week.

Because he himself doesn't know.

"That's great!"

Fang Jun got the accurate information, took out his mobile phone again, and quickly sent it to the group.

They are all young people, and many of them are still awake after 12 o'clock.

Today is Tuesday, and the old customers have already discovered that Lin Zhou did not go to the International Foreign Language School to sell candied haws.

Everyone speculated where Lin Zhou would set up his stall this week.

Before everyone had discussed the rules, Fang Jun had already met Lin Zhou.

This

As soon as the news came out, many people popped up even in the middle of the night.

People who lived nearby were already preparing to go out for fried chicken.

Fang Jun was the first to find Lin Zhou's location for two weeks in a row.

The old diners in the group have already nominated him as the group leader.

"I am convinced that you are the group leader. Whether I can find Boss Lin in the future depends on you."

"I think you and Boss Lin are destined to be together!"

"It's a wonderful fate."

"Brother, you will be my brother in the future. You can't be the group leader. No one can do it!"

Even the group leader himself made a statement and took the initiative to give up the position of group leader.

It can be seen how shocked everyone was that Fang Jun could easily meet Lin Zhou.

"Fried chicken is sold in front of the bar. Boss Lin is really good at setting up a stall. Brother, are there any people who want to go buy fried chicken and go to the bar to dance and drink together?"

"Fried chicken with beer, this midnight snack is the best!"

"......"

Fang Jun looked at the message in the group and laughed 99+ in a short while.

This group of foodies is really interesting.

He accepted the identity of the group owner with a smile, and described in detail in the group that there are original fried chicken and crab fried chicken, which are very fragrant. If you want to eat, come quickly, it seems that the portion is not large.

The portion is indeed not large. There are 50 chickens and 100 chicken legs. He bought 20 by himself.

......

There are diners who are far away from the old song bar. The moment they saw the group message, they directly opened the errand app.

[Order description: Please help me go to the fried chicken stall at the door of the old song and buy a hundred yuan of fried chicken. ]

There are many guys running orders at night in summer.

The old song bar also has a lot of traffic at night. Less than a minute after placing the order, an errand boy took the order.

He also called to communicate the details of the order, and then set out to buy it.

Diners can also see the dynamics of the errand boy through the order location.

Hehe, he is really smart.

There are more than 100 people in the group. His home is about 10 kilometers away from the old song bar. When he ran to the place, the day lily was cold.

If you really want to eat fried chicken, there are always more solutions than problems.

If there is no takeout or errand boy, how can he live!

......

After the first pot of fried chicken came out of the pot, Lin Zhou packed it for Gao Jiazhi and his dog.

"It is not recommended to add spicy food to crab roe, which will affect the taste of crab roe. Eat it in its original flavor, and the freshness of crab roe will be more intense."

Lin Zhou remembered that the chicken leg that Gao Jiazhi ate yesterday was spicy. If the crab roe fried chicken today is spicy, the taste will conflict, so he will ask before packing.

If the customer still wants to add spicy food, he will add it.

"Oh, brother, you are so considerate. I won't add any spiciness to it."

Gao Jiazhi had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Fang Jun coming and seeming to be very familiar with the boss, he suddenly felt abandoned. Now that he saw Lin Zhou giving him the freshly-cooked chicken drumstick first, he was so moved that he completely forgot that he was the first to come.