Food: Random stalls, customers chase me for ten blocks

The fried chicken was sold out.

"Sorry, the fried chicken is sold out."

As the last fried chicken was sold out, Lin Zhou could only say sorry to the diners behind him.

"If you want to eat, you can come early tomorrow. I will open the stall at 12 o'clock at night, and it will still be at this location."

Looking at everyone's disappointed eyes, Lin Zhou had no other choice.

He could only limit the quantity and try to let more people eat it.

He is not a superman. Although his genes have been enhanced, he cannot rest and keep setting up the stall. That would also be tiring.

In essence, he is still a salted fish.

Setting up the stall is not difficult or tiring for him. He can get high returns from the system by working a few hours a day, so he is happy to set up the stall.

On the basis of completing the task, he didn't want to work hard like a worker every day to set up a stall.

So he didn't prepare much, and closed the stall after selling it out!

"Ah? It's sold out so quickly!"

"Boss, I got up in the middle of the night to buy fried chicken, I can't not eat it, otherwise I will go crazy!"

"No, boss, you are making some!"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, there must be more fried chicken!"

"..."

Lin Zhou silently took out the empty bucket of chicken nuggets to show it.

"It's really gone, not a piece is left!"

The empty fresh-keeping buckets now only have a little marinade residue left, and no chicken can be seen.

A breeze blew by, making the scene even more desolate.

"Tomorrow, come early tomorrow."

Lin Zhou said as he packed up and prepared to close the stall.

Everyone looked at him with reluctance.

Lin Zhou packed up and was ready to leave, but there were still diners pulling his tricycle and repeatedly reminding him.

"Boss Lin, you must come tomorrow. I'll line up in advance to wait for you."

"Boss, prepare more potato chips and fried chicken. I love them."

"Will there be new products tomorrow? I like fried chicken with Sichuan pepper flavor."

"Boss Lin, I can't bear to leave you. Can you set up a stall for a while?"

Lin Zhou:......

After finally getting rid of the diners following behind, Lin Zhou rode his tricycle very fast.

It was more than three o'clock in the morning, and he was sweating all over. It was really scary!

When he returned to the villa, it was already four o'clock.

If it wasn't a bit difficult to pack up the stall, he should have been home by three o'clock.

The security guard at the gate saw Lin Zhou coming back and opened the door enthusiastically.

"Mr. Lin is back!"

"Thank you for your hard work."

Lin Zhou also smiled and nodded and said hello.

At this time, another security guard looked at Lin Zhou's familiar tricycle with a thoughtful look on his face.

After Lin Zhou's figure disappeared completely, he silently took out his mobile phone and looked at the Weibo of the same city he had just swiped.

"Do you think the person described here is Mr. Lin?"

At this time in the early morning, it is a good time for security guards to fish. There is no special work at all. There is nothing else to do except opening the gate.

There are other security guards on patrol. The two of them are just guarding the gate. They are fishing in the security booth.

"Oh my god, these three buses are the same, but it's Mr. Lin?"

"I didn't expect that Mr. Lin really went out to set up a stall every time he went out!"

The two security guards were very shocked.

Originally, Lin Zhou lived in a top-level luxury house like the Royal Capital. His identity as a rich man was beyond doubt. It was outrageous for such a person to ride a tricycle to set up a stall when he had nothing to do.

I didn't expect it to be so popular. Some people even posted on the Internet to discuss it.

It really made the two security guards learn a lot.

"Looking at these comments, people are talking about Mr. Lin's identity online, and some are praising his delicious food."

"Indeed, the sign on Mr. Lin's tricycle is different every week, and he sells different food."

The two security guards seemed to have discovered a new world, and they gathered their heads together, concentrating on reading the comments and whispering.

"Some people also complained that Mr. Lin's stall time and location were not fixed, just like playing."

"Isn't this normal? Mr. Lin is not short of money. What are these netizens thinking!"

The more they watched, the more excited they became, so one of them couldn't help but secretly replied below: "Don't you think that Mr. Lin is a rich man living in the royal capital? It's a once-in-a-century opportunity to go out and set up a stall. Do you still expect him to work hard every day to set up a stall?"

"What are you doing? You can't disclose the privacy of the owner. Delete it quickly!"

Another security guard saw his action and slapped him on the head.

It's okay to watch the fun, but joining in is a violation of duty

Professional ethics.

Working in such a place, as a security guard, you have to sign a confidentiality agreement.

The security guard who posted the comment also reacted. Although no one knew him, it was a bit unsafe. If something happened, he would lose his job, so he deleted the comment immediately.

But I don’t know which gentleman, maybe too curious about Lin Zhou’s identity, actually bought heat for this Weibo.

So at this point, many people saw the comment.

Before, the discussion of Lin Zhou’s identity in the comment area was full of suspicion, and no one ever gave a specific address or anything.

The Royal Capital is still so famous in Jiangdong, it is a symbol of rich people.

This comment started with the Royal Capital, maybe he knew something, otherwise he couldn’t mention this address.

Then this comment was deleted in seconds, and this wrong attitude made netizens excited.

"Something is wrong. Did you see a comment saying that Boss Lin lives in the Royal Capital?"

"I saw it too. I just saw it. The next second I wanted to ask about it but it was gone."

"Could it be a comment from an insider?"

"No, why don't you doubt the authenticity of this comment? The Royal Capital is a place where every inch of land is worth a lot of money. It's where the richest people in Jiangdong City live. There's only one road leading to the villa. People who don't live there don't have to go that road."

"You tell me that people who live in the Royal Capital work hard to set up stalls in the middle of the night every day?"

"It's obviously fake!"

"..."

Seeing that someone still paid attention to this comment after it was withdrawn in seconds, the security guard panicked for a moment, but then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one in the comment area believed it.

The security guard felt like he saw on the Internet that everyone didn't know Lin Zhou's identity, but he knew it, which gave him a strange sense of superiority.

He couldn't help but want to reveal something to gain attention.

But he was stopped by his colleagues.

At this moment, I felt a little excited, a little scared, and very complicated.

"You said that someone posted online to find Mr. Lin. The food that Mr. Lin made must be delicious!"

In the past, every time they saw Lin Zhou setting up a stall, they were at most curious about this behavior.

They never thought it would be delicious.

The stereotype of rich people is that they have nannies and chefs at home, and few of them can cook, let alone cook well enough to set up a stall.

They just think it is a special hobby of rich people.

Especially Lin Zhou's stall time is so unusual.

It seems that this hobby is just for rich people to seek excitement and set up a stall for fun.

The appearance of this scarf broke their cognition.