Food: Start with a childhood sweetheart’s stall routine

Serve the last guest well.

When I was about to leave Xinghu Park, it was only about eight o’clock.

Ning Qiyun took the broom from Lin Chen’s hand, and the two began to divide labor and cooperate on hygiene.

Since you come here to set up a stall, you are responsible for the environmental hygiene here.

Lin Chen kept doing this.

Now this time.

There are also many snack stalls around, busy and busy, and business is not bad.

Seeing Lin Chen start cleaning and preparing to go home, the nearby stall owners all had complicated expressions.

Lin Chen’s business is so good, it is fake to say that he is not red.

Now at the beginning of the stall, many customers who came over would be attracted by the fragrance on Lin Chen’s stall, but their customers were much less.

But.

Lin Chen also helped here, bringing many new guests.

After dinner.

Sometimes some guests came late and found that Lin Chen had closed the stall, so they could only take a break and go to a nearby stall to eat.

Even such a little mosquito leg can be regarded as bringing them a lot of business.

And.

Lin Chen seems to be able to cook dishes that follow through the east, west, south and north, and the dishes he makes every day are different, and they are still very authentic.

Basically, there is no big conflict with the food sold at the nearby stalls.

Everyone’s feelings for Lin Chen were very complicated, there were gratitude, jealousy, and admiration…

Lin Chen didn’t know what they were thinking.

Now he rode a small tricycle and took Ning Qiyun, the little nizi, back to the village.

The cool summer night breeze is like a jug of old wine, and the green trees and grass shake their heads like drunk.

The small tricycle travels on a country road.

The rice fields on both sides were bare, even the field chickens and everything slipped, and Lin Chen saw in the faint moonlight that only one field of straw was left in the field.

The night in Sophora Village is peaceful and beautiful.

On the other side of the rice field, the lights of two or three houses are on, and some conversations can be heard in the distance, which seems to be a little lively.

Lin Chen knew that it was Uncle Zhao’s home.

I can’t help but be a little curious.

Pedaling the small tricycle, Lin Chen turned back slightly and asked Ning Qiyun behind him.

“It’s still early, do you want to go over and take a look?”

“Okay.”

Ning Qiyun didn’t know what he was in a daze, and only after a two-second pause did he answer crisply.

After getting the response, the two people turned around and began to ride in the direction of Uncle Zhao’s house.

The distance is closer.

Lin Chen only found out.

On the wide aisle outside Uncle Zhao’s courtyard, several grass cutters and small trucks were placed.

I just understood.

Uncle Zhao is inviting the people to eat.

In this quiet little village, there are very few such noisy hours.

Usually, the villagers are busy with work, except for the Spring Festival, they basically have no time to return.

Lin Chen immediately decided to go over and make a splash.

After parking the car.

Two people got out of the car and walked over.

It’s just that the girl next to Lin Chen, for some reason, was absent-minded, and she stepped on a small pebble while walking and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Lin Chen’s hand was quick and he helped her without accident.

“Ayun, what are you doing in a daze?”

“No, nothing…”

Ning Qiyun pinched his white fingers, his face was slightly red, and he didn’t dare to look directly at Lin Chen’s gaze.

The little head didn’t know what he was thinking, and his eyes flickered.

Lin Chen didn’t ask too much, this nizi often thought of some strange things, and he didn’t understand.

The two walked side by side towards Uncle Zhao’s house.

The closer he got, Lin Chen found that there were two large tables outside Uncle Zhao’s door, and many people were sitting around.

Boy.

Although many he did not know.

But most of the villagers who remained in the village were concentrated here.

Ning Qiyun’s parents, as well as Lin Chen’s second uncle, were there.

Men and women, young and old.

Two large tables were sitting around, and the big guys were chatting very lively.

I saw a man with Mediterranean hairstyle, holding a wine glass and touching Uncle Zhao.

“Brother Zhao, it’s not that I’m exaggerating, the scenery of your village is really good.”

“I have cut and gone to many villages, coming and going, and the most beautiful I have seen is your village.”

The Mediterranean man is very determined.

His name is He Xiuwu, and he is the leader of these circumcisers.

Today, when he came to this locust flower village, the beautiful scenery surprised him.

Facing the river beach and backed by green mountains, everything looks beautiful and quiet, full of greenery.

It’s like those poems in chicken soup and distant places.

In such an environment, when cutting the harvest, they all worked hard.

Moreover, the villagers of this Huaihua Village are very simple in character, and they have invited them to eat two meals in a row.

And he insisted on giving money himself.

The villagers took some symbolically.

But He Xiuwu knew that compared with the food prepared by the villagers, the little money he received was really insignificant.

After He Xiuwu finished speaking, he also twitched his nose and took two breaths of air.

“Even the air smells much fresher and better than other places, and it smells comfortable.”

“Hey? Who are these two? ”

He Xiuwu glanced at it.

I saw Lin Chen and the two walking towards them.

Both are young.

The man’s sword eyebrows are starry, and there is a light and breezy temperament between the eyebrows.

And the girl next to her is fragrant, her face is like a peach blossom, like a fairy who came out of a scroll.

It’s a pair made in heaven.

“Oh, let me introduce you.”

Lin Chen’s second uncle picked up the wine glass and followed He Xiuwu: “This junior in the village, this handsome girl, named Ning Qiyun, and next to him is Xiaoyun’s boyfriend, named Lin Chen…”

Listening to the words of the second uncle, He Xiuwu kept nodding.

At another table.

When the second uncle’s words came here, Ning Mu touched Ning Father with her arm.

“My daughter’s boyfriend, why don’t you seem to react?”

“What can I say about this situation? You don’t know, this Lin Laoer, he beats people hurt. ”

Ning Changwang smiled bitterly, shook his head, and took a sip of wine alone.