Food: Set Up Stalls Randomly, Customers Chase Me Ten Streets

Zhang Jianjun's kind attitude made Lu Qian suddenly feel less cautious.

Although they had met at banquets before, they always ended after saying hello behind her father.

Moreover, today is different from the past. If things develop smoothly, she is likely to become the daughter-in-law of the other party.

Different identities naturally lead to different moods.

"Dad, your blood pressure is high, so you can't eat more of this sweet porridge."

Zhang Mingyuan saw that his father was eating a bowl in his hand and asked which bowl he wanted, so he interrupted forcefully.

Zhang Jianjun:......

"How can I be full after just one bowl?"

Zhang Jianjun still wanted to struggle, but looking at his son's unflinching eyes, he retracted his hand in frustration.

Then he curled his lips and stopped being annoying.

"You guys eat, I'll go find Xiao Lin."

After that, he walked to Lin Zhou with the porridge in hand. Seeing that there were customers busy in front of the stall, he started to eat first.

He scooped up a spoonful of hot eight-treasure porridge, blew it, and put it directly into his mouth.

At his age, he is no longer afraid of being burned.

After so many years of eating, my mouth has become impregnable.

The first thing you feel in the mouth is the faint scent of osmanthus.

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus alone is relatively dull, but it is different when cooked in rice-treasure porridge.

Sweet and not greasy, the flavors of various ingredients blend into one, and you can enjoy it slowly and for a long time with one spoonful.

The rice and various beans were cooked until they were cooked. You could taste the sweetness of the red dates, but you couldn't see the red dates. They were all reduced to dregs and melted into the porridge.

Take a bite of chestnut, the dense texture tastes rustling, it is really addictive.

How could there be such delicious eight-treasure porridge!

You can taste different experiences brought by different ingredients in every bite.

Just one bowl is not enough!

...

At nearly nine o'clock, Xie Hong dragged his father to the top of the mountain.

The brothers have already finished the first bowl of porridge and are moving on to the second bowl.

Seeing Xie Hong and his son arriving, they quickly handed over two packed portions of eight-treasure porridge.

"Have a try, this rice-treasure porridge is amazing. I have never tasted such delicious rice-treasure porridge in my life!"

Xie Hong resisted the urge to roll his eyes when he heard the familiar words. They were really a bunch of science guys, uneducated, and they didn't even use words of praise.

He could hear this sentence every day while eating porridge.

"Dad, try it quickly, it's delicious!"

The next second, Xie Hong said the same thing and handed the eight-treasure porridge to his father.

Father Xie did not refuse and sat directly on the big rock in the scenic area. He was so tired that he could collapse in a second.

If he hadn't taken into account that he was an elder and wanted to save some face in front of the children, he would have laid down long ago.

Father Xie thought about all the hard work of climbing the mountain just for this bowl of porridge, so he cheered up and started eating.

The moment he opened the bowl and smelled the sweet aroma, he knew that this bowl of porridge must taste good.

He is a caterer. Although he is not very good at cooking, he still knows how to eat.

This porridge has been packed for a while, and the temperature is not that hot. It tastes just right in the summer.

If it's too hot, you'll sweat all over.

He took the spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl twice, watching the smooth porridge slide down the edge of the spoon in large chunks, which had a different kind of temptation.

Take it in your mouth in one bite.

"Fuck."*2

Xie Hong and his father expressed the same uneducated emotion.

Yummy's mind couldn't think of any other word to describe it except "fuck".

Mouthful of sweet, fragrant, glutinous, smooth...

Taro is boiled in plain water, and it tastes delicious when you add some sugar.

When stewed with so many ingredients, the flavor is doubled.

The aroma of dried osmanthus is everywhere during the cooking, and blends well with the sweetness of honey.

There is also the inherent sweetness of the other ingredients.

For example, it has the mellow aroma of taro and chestnut, and the sweetness of longan and red dates. It has so many ingredients that it’s like drinking sugar water, and even the rice grains have no sense of presence.

It tastes so good that I can’t stop drinking it.

Father Xie finished a bowl of porridge in twos and twos. He looked at the empty bottom of the bowl and scooped it out a few times without giving up. Then he didn't eat enough and looked at Lin Zhou not far away.

"Do you still want to eat? I'm going to buy a few bowls."

Xie Hong quickly raised his hand, he didn't have enough to eat.

The others had already finished their second bowl, indicating that they would not eat.

Xie's father found the trash can, threw the disposable empty bowl in, and went straight to Lin Zhou's stall.

"Boss, two more bowls of porridge."

"Okay, one hundred and one bowl."

Father Xie's expression was stunned. Lin Zhou saw this and asked if he wanted it.

Father Xie was not satisfied with the food at all. Even if it cost a hundred yuan for a bowl, he couldn't say no, so he nodded and scanned the QR code to pay.

This porridge is really expensive. It is worthy of being found on the top of the scenic mountain.

How is it different from the amusement park I went to before where I charged 68 for an ice cream? It’s all a money grab.

No, there is still a difference.

This eight-treasure porridge is at least as delicious as the universe and worth a hundred yuan.

68 An ice cream is just to treat people like fools.

"Thanks."

...

After selling the last portion of eight-treasure porridge, there was still a little bit left at the bottom of the bucket, which was not enough to hold a bowl. Lin Zhou was ready to close the stall and go down the mountain.

Maybe it’s because there have been so many repeat customers in the past two days, so it’s selling out quickly.

The mountain climber didn’t have to wait too long.

Zhang Mingyuan and Lu Qian went down the mountain after finishing their porridge. One had to go to work, and the other probably hurried back to find the masseur. They walked very quickly.

"Boss, is there no more porridge?"

Shao Xiaoxiao finally climbed to the top of the mountain before Lin Zhou closed the stall.

Her legs are short, so she has to take three steps to take two steps for others.

This journey has been extremely difficult.

Unexpectedly, she had to work so hard to climb the mountain. When she arrived, she saw the handsome guy selling porridge closing his stall.

This is simply a bolt from the blue.

She threw herself in front of Lin Zhou's stall, but her feet were weak and she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Lin Zhou:......

Is this a case of porcelain?

The moment Shao Xiaoxiao fell, he felt the gazes of the people around him, and he felt helpless.

He lay on the ground and closed his eyes peacefully.

"It's good to be young, just fall asleep."

Zhang Jianjun next to him saw this scene and sighed in surprise.

The increase in his eyes was like seeing something new.

Lin Zhou heard this:...

Wanting to laugh but afraid of laughing out loud, the little girl lay down in shame and anger and couldn't get up.

"Um, are you okay?"

Lin Zhou held back his laughter and walked up to Shao Xiaoxiao and asked gently.

There was a faint smile in his voice, which offset the distance he caused as a handsome guy.

"It's okay, I'm just too tired from hiking and want to lie down."

Lin Zhou helped the person up and couldn't help but nodded, indicating that he believed it.

"Um, boss...do you still have the porridge?"

Shao Xiaoxiao thought, it was already so embarrassing, after struggling for a long time, if she didn't get the porridge again, she might really cry.

"There's not enough left for one serving. Why don't you suggest..."

"You don't mind, I need some porridge urgently to comfort myself."

Lin Zhou nodded with a smile, took out a transparent packaging box, and carefully scooped out the remaining eight-treasure porridge in the bucket.