"School is out. "

The school gates opened, and the teachers walked in front and handed the children over to the parents one by one.

When they saw Lin Feng, the teachers showed great enthusiasm.

"Keke, your brother is here to pick you up. "

"Brother!".

The little girl pounced and saw a big bag of eggs in her brother's hand, and her eyes suddenly blinked.

"Zhang Zixuan, my brother has brought eggs!" the little girl shouted behind her.

A little girl popped out her head and said, "Hmph, just bring it, I don't believe that eggs will be delicious!"

The little girl stuck her waist and said, "The eggs my brother makes are delicious!"

"I don't believe it!".

"I don't believe you'll eat one!".

"Eat one, eat one!".

Lin Feng: ???

These two little girls decided the fate of their tea eggs in just a few words

Is it so brave?

Ignoring their own existence?

Zhang Zixuan came over and said, "I don't like to eat eggs the most, but if I can finish eating one, I will believe you." "

The matriarch behind her apologized and said, "I'm sorry ......

."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "It's okay, kid." "

He picked up a bag and handed it over: "If you don't mind, you can take it back and give it to the children to eat, I made it, it tastes pretty good." "

"How embarrassing is this......

".

"You're welcome. "

"That'...... Thank you. "

The female patriarch took it, touched Zhang Zixuan's head and said, "Zixuan, thank you, uncle." "

"Thank you, uncle. Zhang Zixuan thanked politely: "But I really don't like to eat eggs." "

Looking at the little girl who was a little arrogant, Lin Feng smiled and said, "You will like it." "

On the way, the little girl kept chattering with Lin Feng.

"I told them that the eggs you made were delicious, but they didn't believe them, and they said that I lied to people about how the eggs could be delicious. "

"But my brother's eggs are delicious!"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "If you ask Zhang Zixuan again tomorrow, she will definitely say that it is delicious." "

"Really?".

"Really. "

"I don't believe it. "

“......"

Lin Feng's blood pressure went up a little.

......

Back home.

Lin Feng cooked rice and warmed two tea eggs for Keke.

He sat aside and counted it.

The turnover of these days adds up to 21,300.

The net profit is about more than seven thousand.

It's only been four days.

More than 6,000 of them were in these two days.

It doesn't look like much now, but it accumulates a lot later.

......

On Song Zihao's way back, his mind was full of Lin Feng's eggs.

Immediately after returning home, he wrote an article on food appreciation on the forum.

As an amateur food lover, after tasting a delicacy, I have a strong desire to share.

He couldn't wait to share that joy with others.

An article of more than 1,000 words was written in less than twenty minutes.

The text written under this emotion is like a diaphragm.

He even felt that his literary brilliance was comparable to that of a Nobel Prize winner in literature.

[The story I have to tell with a tea egg].

After the article was posted, he shared it in the group.

[Chromophobia]: Let's look at it first.

[Big B]: I'll take a look too.

[Duck King]: See you in 10 minutes.

Ten minutes later.

[Chromophobia]: Brother Hao's literary style is okay!

[Brother B]: Brother Hao's writing has always been okay, I vaguely remember the imperial uncle that Brother Hao once wrote, those sleepless nights, thanks to Brother Hao's imperial uncle.

[Brother Hao]: The past is like a cloud, don't mention it again.

[Duck King]: I'm hungry and hard!

[Xiaomo]: When I come back from a business trip, I'll eat it immediately!

[Chromophobia]: Brother Hao ate 12 today?

[Brother Hao]: I felt that I could continue to eat, but in order to maintain my figure, I restrained myself.

[Three mouths and one pig]: If you go, remember to go in advance, Boss Lin opened the door at about seven o'clock in the morning, 1,500 tea eggs, and all of them were sold out before eight o'clock.

[Chromophobia]: Damn, is it so fierce?

[Duck King]: Understood, I'll go tomorrow!

......

Song Zihao's level in the forum is not low, and his ID is also familiar to many people.

Basically, as long as it is a restaurant recommended by him, anyone who has eaten it is praised.

There are also occasional bad reviews, and everyone's tastes are different.

For example, if someone likes to eat sweet tofu brain, the salty party will give a bad review.

There are also some stores that find him and ask him to write recommendation posts for a fee, but he refuses them one by one.

It's his personal hobby, not mixed with money.

Shortly after the post was posted, there were dozens of responses.

1st floor: Brother Hao has found a delicious restaurant again?

2nd floor: Brother Hao's writing is as good as ever, but this post is ...... IMHO, the recharge traces are too heavy.

3rd Floor: It's true that the style is different from the usual one.

4th floor: Do you recommend tea eggs? Is this boss quite rich, even Brother Hao can recharge.

5th floor: Maybe the proprietress is a beauty? After all, Brother Hao wrote about Uncle Huang.

6th floor: I looked at the location, it was quite close to my house.

7th floor: Brother Hao, can't you still write that Uncle Huang? I'll wait for an update!

......

Song Zihao swept the reply, pursed his lips, and replied easily: Recharge 4000+, this store is worthy of my recommendation, you will not doubt if you know me, and you will question casually if you don't know me. In addition: Brother Hao, I have been honest and innocent all my life, what is Uncle Huang? I have never heard of it.

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[Broken defense! The big guys are fierce, open the backstage and take a look, the flowers have risen by more than a thousand! Today's ten watches, I can't finish writing and break my legs! I said!].

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